everything innocent comes to trial

Every bluebird becomes a black one

Every smile becomes a tear

Every sunrise becomes a nightfall

Every 'grand' becomes a 'mere'

Every kiss becomes a fist

Every smooth edge becomes a jagged one

And every right becomes a wrong

Every little girl's voice becomes an echo

And every innocent thing in life becomes a dimly ragged one

Because everything innocent in this life

Comes to trial.

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