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Stars and darkness are all the same
Castrated dreams in cellophane
The end of a rope burned and frayed
Trust never won but always betrayed
What I ..
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With every day comes another thought
Another chance to end this charade
Fake smiles and false pretenses
All disguises hiding the truth within
I ne..
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Circus clowns and hand-me-downs
Kept tidily in boxes up in the attic
A thorny crown and a surly frown
Worn sulkily on my pale white face
Looking ..
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