dreamsforginny
the gown wasn't finished yet
oh it was laced with gold and blue, sown with the sky and sun
it had green and browns of earth and stone
and purples of the darkest cave in the darkest night
but it lacked someone to wear it out
There was no choice. I was all that was left. So I ducked my head and stepped out of my cave.
He ran print after print after print.
All could do was stare as the papers came out
stare as they were sold
changed hands
were read, everywhere
and watch as the lies spread.