Subterfuge

by Elizabeth Ann   Oct 12, 2005



Insufferable
When you look into the mirror, and a stranger beckons.
And there infinity sups upon your brow

Serenity flashes
Enveloping kindness
And everything grows dark

Hope relieves this solemn
Arriving by your sentinel
Seeding your fate

And then you realize…
It was all just a means to an end.

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