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Nov 2019
Trapped inside my mind, I’ve been a prisoner all this time
Our faces are made of glass and none of the reflections are mine
And we’re still living our lives as I watch the echoes of our dreams
Shatter against the mountains of our will
Nothing is ever as it seems
We all hide from our dreams

What am I
Try as I might
I cannot find where they left the light

Faces painted black and white but all the colors bleed
We’re having a masquerade won’t you come and see
All the pretty masks they hide what we can’t understand
They hide the monsters inside from all we have planned
We are never as we seem
We will always hide from our dreams

What am I
Try as I might
I cannot find where they left the light
I will paint my face black and white
As I watch the colors bleed into me
As it is sung
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VumV-1MssBY
Anon C
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Anon C  35/F/Virginia
(35/F/Virginia)   
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