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Poetry
My
haunting masquerade
Tears that flow with the silent ebb
of a heart
Two hands groping in the dark for a silent scream lost in time
A face hidden behind a mask of gold and silver and talons
Red roses emblazoned on her chest like the phoenix that descended
upon them
The crown created fit her perfectly
Two steps forward on my behalf, one step to the arms held out
behind me
Run into the street that you can't see
Echoes of a music too soft and too daring
Lost in my haunting masquerade
By: Babysista
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