Masquerade

October 8, 2015

I am the master of my own image, rather than letting others define it for me

I welcome you to my masquerade,

Follow me along this charade.

A facade so delicate,

so intricate,

you may also get caught in this trance.

A midnight masquerade so sweet that what you see is not what you get

It's a magical parade that you will never forget

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