Innocence

Innocence has such pureness 

that no one will be able to reconcile who he is. 

No matter how many times 

he walks by me , I see no sin or 

flaw. 

He doesn't  know what other people know 

or what I know ; he tends to just 

neglect his seeing 

and forget what he has not noticed. 

He feels safe 

of what he does not acknowledge. 

I respect him 

but he does not respect me. 

He knows what I am, 

and that's because I am not 

Innocent 

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