This world is full of lies,
The madness that never dies,
The fake and surreal people,
Unreal lovers and couples.
You are but a licentious libertine
Your negligence was never fine
I see hope fly by me in the past
I know that nothing's gonna last
This world is a masquerade,
Or a party, a simple parade.
Grab your mask, play pretend,
And love me until the end.
This life is a cruel masquerade,
Like our relationship a charade.
But for your sake and mine,
We just have to cross the line.
So hold my hand, and fly with me
Though we have no wings to flee
When time fly by you'll understand
Why to you I reach out my hand
Wear the mask and hide your face
Don't be overwhelmed, this is no race
Or a competition, if that's the thing
Fear only gives you the pain it bring
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Hearts of Roses
PoesiaA series of poems about romance life and its ups and downs. Mostly downs, but that's what reality is. Too many ups will give you painful downs. More downs and less ups makes balance. Or maybe I'm just seeing it wrong. Oh, and a wee bit of creepines...
