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Mar 2019
Why, it’s a masquerade my dear
Everyone here knows
You’re a fool to pretend differently
Now show some control

They’ll torture you
They’ll tease you
They won’t understand
Now come dear darling, please show some control

Why my dear, don’t be silly
Stop being yourself
Put that mask on your face
And show some control

Look at them dance
How they fall into step
The dance is continuous
We must show control

Like gears and like cogs
Watch how they move
How well they’ve been trained
They all show control

There’s no room to be different
Not in this dance
For if you make a wild move
There will be no control

So my darling, I plead
Put that mask back on
For if they know you are different
There will be no control
Written by
Cassi  23/F
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