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Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Mascarade Ball

I was fooled by the glitter and thought it was gold
But it was worthless and I hadn't been told
He looked like a God and I fell on my knees
Praying and worshipping this figure so bold

Two fourths I did, give him my all
For longer more, did come the fall

The eyes that cured and the lips that spoke
the knees that fell and the feeling that awoke

And like a God, he too was cruel
treating his loyalist, like she were a fool

Thinking she's blind and cannot therefore see
Where his eyes wander and elsewhere can be

Endluging in those he has owned yet not
Leaving her to dissolve, to wither and rot.