masquerad of hell

August 2, 2010
Standing there
Dress in white

With mask
Made of feathers

She dress in black
With mask made of night

She took my hand
She took the lead

In our endless dance
With no escape

She holds on to me
Harder, harder, harder

As I push her
Farer, farer, farer

Away from me
We can’t just stay
Not even a moment

Even if I lost
My balance my way

She wouldn’t stop
Not even for a minute

Of fears
Of me ran away

We keep swirling in our endless dance
As much I want escape from her

As I want to leave
This masquerade of hell

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