Heather the Liar
Shallow,
A dried up lake,
A sun parched ocean
Cracking lips,
Upon thinning hips,
Growing lies,
Make me grow more wise,
Shallow,
The substance used to be there,
But it has left us,
For the sun
Copyright © Caitlin Dwinnell | Year Posted 2013
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