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Time passes to slow,
In this darkened world,
I can not take it anymore,
This bleeding soul,
I put on that fateful mask,
The one everyone sees,
Always doing it task,
To hide the real me,
I’m tired of this masquerade,
That plays in my mind,
I fell so caged,
The light no longs so kind,
Soulless is this mask,
Soulless is this being,
Lay me in my casket,
In a fiery ring,
I’m tired of this façade,
Of this play that is my life,
No longer will I be apart of this masquerade,
I don’t wish to fight
So tare of this mask,
Let my soul be free,
You’ve done your task,
Now it my turn to do mine.
- by SilverRoseFang |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/16/2008 |
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- Title: Mask
- Artist: SilverRoseFang
- Description: ...not sure what to say, just a poem i created because i see so many people that hide the real them....
- Date: 10/16/2008
- Tags: mask play masquerade real soulless
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- IchigoKunXxX - 10/16/2008
- This is so true, im always hiding the real me from my friends and i just now realized that, good poem though
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