Dancing slowly
In an empty room
Singing to herself,
Cascading the gloom.
Waiting for
The despair to fade,
So she didn't have to hide
Behind the masquerade.
Twirling along
The deserved path
Spreading darkness,
Unleashing her wrath.
She didn't want anyone
To know she was afraid
So she hid behind
The masquerade.
Tiptoeing along
The graveyard of her dreams
Everything was falling
Apart at the seams.
She couldn't hold it in,
One mistake she had made
And then it slipped~
Her masquerade.
~Via
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PoetryYou ask people about love, They tell you about heartbreak. You ask people about smiles, But when aren't they fake? You ask people about sorrow, And their words could fill oceans. So if you want to hear mine, Here's my whirlwind of emotions. • •...
