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Masquerade


Better to be lost than loved than to pay the cost to be pushed and shoved against the wall on your back lost it all and the time to track Seconds and hour An hour, forever Left in the darkroom to cower A thousand knots to untether The night that once blinked Sparkled in wonder Has now become inked Lost of all its splendor When the wind was a whisper That brushed against our skin Now it's so much harsher A rattling ,howling din The gutters of our brain The alcohol of our mind It's all that keeps us sane In the efforts to put behind But in circles they run From back to front Like clouds that block the sun and rain that for you, hunt But there's one thing I'll say every time I'd do it all again For my life isn't worth a dime For when her eyes are damp And her heart is cracked I'll be there To take on the slack He who holds her hand That too many times was slapped And with all I can Hides all I'm apt Masks the Pain Hides the Fear For I won't let that stain A moment while you're here And when again you smile And I'm no longer needed I'll walk that lonely mile Happy that I succeeded
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fatima
I thought it was really good, it just flowed so well. :)

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