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Standing alone, surrounded Outside a gas lamp - a flickering essence of mystery A path. Where it leads. You choose not to know. Rather walking inside A step taken, nothing more Inside - trapped, tied, tangled, knotted Names you do not know Faces glance You change your name Masquerade your personality with falsehoods Shimmy in your dress Chandeliers quiver to the gowns Unkind fellows breathe to close Gracing yourself Caged with rules Grappling with tradition Patronized, condescending, and patted Played with, passed, and mopped A chess piece, a card Your house of cards collapse The glitter is gleaming in shades of red Brown, green, and blue Hiding from our shadows Dancing in the glitter Parading around the attraction of light But masked our identity... With strands of gold Gold plastered, masked, and molded on our face Contemporary gold, Will not ease the pain The shadows envelopes your heartbeat Stretching close to the ambilical chord to the light Snap! Every dream fades All falls into deep darkness Painful, deep shadows Your face grusomely scalped Scarred, scorched, with fear The truth, rotted, fermented All that rests is your masquerade gown, but now the moths got to it Alone, when you are always surrounded
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Mar 12, 2016
Mar 12, 2016 at 3:33 AM UTC
Held within, without
Standing alone, surrounded Outside a gas lamp - a flickering essence of mystery A path. Where it leads. You choose not to know. Rather walking inside A step taken, nothing more Inside - trapped, tied, tangled, knotted Names you do not know Faces glance You change your name Masquerade your personality with falsehoods Shimmy in your dress Chandeliers quiver to the gowns Unkind fellows breathe to close Gracing yourself Caged with rules Grappling with tradition Patronized, condescending, and patted Played with, passed, and mopped A chess piece, a card Your house of cards collapse The glitter is gleaming in shades of red Brown, green, and blue Hiding from our shadows Dancing in the glitter Parading around the attraction of light But masked our identity... With strands of gold Gold plastered, masked, and molded on our face Contemporary gold, Will not ease the pain The shadows envelopes your heartbeat Stretching close to the ambilical chord to the light Snap! Every dream fades All falls into deep darkness Painful, deep shadows Your face grusomely scalped Scarred, scorched, with fear The truth, rotted, fermented All that rests is your masquerade gown, but now the moths got to it Alone, when you are always surrounded
Thinking of what it's like to be lonely surrounded by many people. No matter where I go I always feel so alone no matter how much love is surrounding me.
#dream#gold#truth#lonely#dance#pain#fake#face
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lei-ryce
Mar 12, 2016
Mar 12, 2016 at 3:33 AM UTC
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