The Party of Many Masks

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If i said I was the liar

The one with the many masks

the one making the charade.

I know you'll leave at the sight of the monster.

If you knew who I really was

my last bastion would crumble

I don't deserve you beside me, yet

I grab a hold on you 

Like a tug of war with death

with my very soul.

Burying my demons

Closing the door on the skeletons

I hope you love the man, I want you to see.

I will never leave you,

Give my heart up for sell

My being is yours

Untill I face a burning hell.

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