DUST.

by Isabelle   Aug 19, 2007


Dust.
all I do or feel
right now
is dust.
blown away,
I merely rust.
I neither stay or go
I TRUST ..
and in return
I am betrayed.
and blown away
and blown away
as dust.
I am no judas.
I am no jesus.
I am merely dust.
no longer whole,
no longer stone,
but dust.

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