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Mask Of Loneliness
I took the seat and it had a stain. But I didn't feel any pain.
Now I am living in vain. i feasted on the fruit of life,
but now I can''t even bite it. Behind the scene is a land of hope.
But why can't I cope? I lived in a house of flowers and plants.
Now I don't even feel romance. I dared to step up and speak,
but that made me weak. I was a slave to dreams and desires.
Now I can't connect the wires. I hid under a mask of shame,
but underneath is pain. I hesitated to join a group,
now my life is a loop. I was shot in the heart by desires of affection,
because I didn't get any protection.
Now I am living in vain. i feasted on the fruit of life,
but now I can''t even bite it. Behind the scene is a land of hope.
But why can't I cope? I lived in a house of flowers and plants.
Now I don't even feel romance. I dared to step up and speak,
but that made me weak. I was a slave to dreams and desires.
Now I can't connect the wires. I hid under a mask of shame,
but underneath is pain. I hesitated to join a group,
now my life is a loop. I was shot in the heart by desires of affection,
because I didn't get any protection.
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