Little chameleon.
Now he’s gone,
who will you be?
Your faith,
so plastic and shiny,
hiding your tarnished truth,
will it be enough?
Shed what we see
and convince yourself.
You’re only a cold, empty vessel
just waiting to be filled.
~TC 11/2/07
Archive for November 2nd, 2007
Mary
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