Vanity FareA Poem by K.N. ThornThe price is dear.
All too consumed matching material things
splashed with the colors the season brings. Appearance is of the utmost importance while character sadly struggles far behind. The soul weeps and never sings.
© 2018 K.N. ThornAuthor's Note
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Added on April 26, 2018 Last Updated on April 26, 2018 Tags: culture, society, poetry, surrealism AuthorK.N. ThornDaphne, ALAboutI am an avid reader, writer, and gamer. I enjoy art, music, and nature; they are my points of inspiration. I have loved to read, write, draw, and dream ever since I was little. I like to write fantasy.. more..Writing
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