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Mask

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,
No it my turn to do mine.