Life Lies
i know the talent of my mind
is making you arrogant
i have it .....
and there it is.....
the gift of being able
to dress up costume jewelry
as if it were real
so i go on
and forget
the costume was
only for show
then old winter
sneaks in ....
and the sun
turns her face away
how ironic....
i think of winter
as you.
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