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Ridiculous, hideous, weak and wicked Unfortunate, immatured not just a bit Why did I exist to be like a teenage dream If I’m like an old man on the stream Behind the mirror it was a fake Courageous but only in a lake Pretending beauty covered by hair I think this world is really unfair The wiry mask I use in everyday I knew this will be fade someday For we knew that life is temporary But still not believed on the ground for serenity Silence! Silence! Intangible reality Like a fairy tale in the midst of the fantasy When will this world end? For me to know that my life is only a fiction on this land.
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Aug 9, 2016
Aug 9, 2016 at 3:40 AM UTC
Mask Behind The Mirror ()
Ridiculous, hideous, weak and wicked Unfortunate, immatured not just a bit Why did I exist to be like a teenage dream If I’m like an old man on the stream Behind the mirror it was a fake Courageous but only in a lake Pretending beauty covered by hair I think this world is really unfair The wiry mask I use in everyday I knew this will be fade someday For we knew that life is temporary But still not believed on the ground for serenity Silence! Silence! Intangible reality Like a fairy tale in the midst of the fantasy When will this world end? For me to know that my life is only a fiction on this land.
jenifer-c-reyes
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Aug 9, 2016
Aug 9, 2016 at 3:40 AM UTC
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