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Masquerade There's something in your laughterMasquerade by ~mockery-of-mortality
A fake realness in the tone
I'm jealous of the one you love
I spend every night alone
The message hides its face
Tempting our denial
I cheapen myself down
Chasing you, around, around
All my truths are lies
There is no where left to hide
You are a city without a place
An expression without a face
We were once so black and white
Now you run, putting up the fight
Words are choked, we never speak
I hate myself for it, I feel so weak
I remember you, I will never forget
After my nine lives of regret
I hope when all the pain is gone
You'll need me. I'll be there. Hold on.


My Dark and Wicked Lady A tainted white porcelain face,My Dark and Wicked Lady by ~mockery-of-mortality
never far from swan-like grace.
Pretty green eyes, stare
in my direction. You smile
and I have never felt so alive.
My love for you will never die
but see how it kills me
with every blink of your eye.
I cannot help the way I feel, its true
but I can put my arms around you.
You need shelter, in whirling
Helter Skelter.
You did not show me everything
but you showed me affection.
How do I repay the favour?
Just lean on me. Protection.
Something changed, you are evil at best
Similarly to the wicked witch of the west
You left me. You leave me
like a jealous child
purposely starved of attenti
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"consider what makes you happy and then find time to include it in your life" by Mariella Frostrup
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Women rule the world...men just shit in it.