Rose Tinted Glasses
As rose tinted glasses break,
I see the world anew.
I see the man, who will try to take,
Everything I do.
There is no sorrow with greater sadness,
And no kindness less kind,
Than letting a child wander into madness,
And leaving thought behind.
And so, without any joy,
And without any glee,
I take away the child’s toy,
And feed it to the sea.
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