Slivers Of Truth
At Least The Sun Gave A Nice Reflection
Our shadows danced in parallel
We never could see eye to eye
You found you another damoiselle
And I found a new place to hide
Your promises, like mosaic glass
Couldn’t hold anything in its place
You shuddered as I pulled the edge of your mask
Revealing the truth on your face
Still you lied
With the truth there, exposed
And I tried
To measure the shit and your nose
As they piled up
Like the snow on the streets
Mixed with mud
Like how you made me feel
With your Mosaic promises….
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (3)
Very nice, Kelli. One for the gold Reflection
Very nice, Kelli. One for the gold pot. 😉😉
Still they lie, Well put, Kelli <3