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So glad to have you by my side, To pull me out of my hermit hive. *The moment I'm too depressed, Emotions started to leave at night. The moment when life is stressed, Insanity arrives at the spark of light.* Trying so hard to hide, To hide my Lion Pride. *Blood is flowing, but death is living. Wounds are open, when scratches listen. Scars were seen, when words are keen. Stitches were torn, when replays reborn.* You showed the length that's within the mist, But my chain of trust doesn't exist. *Dreams so many, ideas forgotten. Mind is weary, words were rotten. Some survive, some were gone. Thoughts created, actions undone.* You thought you know all about me, But only the mask is what you can see.
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May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 11:08 PM UTC
Beneath The Mask
So glad to have you by my side, To pull me out of my hermit hive. *The moment I'm too depressed, Emotions started to leave at night. The moment when life is stressed, Insanity arrives at the spark of light.* Trying so hard to hide, To hide my Lion Pride. *Blood is flowing, but death is living. Wounds are open, when scratches listen. Scars were seen, when words are keen. Stitches were torn, when replays reborn.* You showed the length that's within the mist, But my chain of trust doesn't exist. *Dreams so many, ideas forgotten. Mind is weary, words were rotten. Some survive, some were gone. Thoughts created, actions undone.* You thought you know all about me, But only the mask is what you can see.
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May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 11:08 PM UTC
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