22 Dec, 2014 03:01 PMThis is a deception; it's a masquerade
You'll of course picture a cheerful parade
I'll fade from your memory; happy and smiling
Often laughing and most times beguiling
Take no note of my mask's crumbling surface
I lived through my life without any purpose
And I'll always stay trapped, inside of your mind
A girl, willingly helpful and foolishly kind
But behind the scenes, I'll cry myself to sleep
And this illusive image, of me I will keep
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Tags:
Regret,
Death,
Pain,
Grave,
Shame,
Innocence,
Wind,
Distance,
Captive,
Hurt,
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