Monday, June 28, 2010

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Whispers quiver, kisses melt
And conspiracy shivers slightly,
Shaking promises of normalcy and consistence-
You promised. You vowed.
But I have unearthed the corpse of your lies.
You were betrayed by the haunted gust
Of sand and sparkling wind-
They gave you away,
Tore off the smiling, angelic mask on your face.
You are exposed. I finally see you.

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