The Sin of VanityA Poem by Elizabeth PorterfieldVery different and very random, kind of crazyRun run As fast as you can You know I’ll never catch you Or so you know You think you know But I know that I can From black to white To blue to crimson See the many colored stains They’re drying now On someone’s curtains The image straight from Your shattered brain All the pretty lies you’ve told All the whispers Cried in vain Drown now in your amber solace Sap pours down Like poisoned rain The world becomes Or so you know You think you know And now we find out All your secrets The ones that you Would never show © 2015 Elizabeth PorterfieldAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on September 20, 2013 Last Updated on December 3, 2015 AuthorElizabeth PorterfieldButlerville, ARAboutI have written and love lots of dark and depressing writing, although my friends call me chipper.... I usually am a pretty happy person unless you piss me off:) I'm twenty years old and trying to figu.. more..Writing
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