Uncategorized False Idols, Fake Prophets, Fictitious Self By Tom Zampino - August 20, 2016 0 771 Facebook Twitter Google+ Pinterest WhatsApp Hoarding gold, I uncovered my poverty. Coveting flesh, I forfeited my soul. Bleeding time, I drew closer to darkness. Seeking fame, I walked alone. Indulging rage, I butchered the stillness Share this:Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)