But A VaseA Poem by Emma ClaireShe will
remain but a vase Beautiful,
if such a word to be used lightly Inviting
love of a variety, for belief
of a dull appearance without Though
false is Belief Not would
be a forgotten beauty, but a
hollow that refuses to be filled For
apocryphal scents are second nature If she
refuses the patience for authenticity, she will
remain but a vase. © 2014 Emma ClaireReviews
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