Wednesday

The End of My Masquerade Ball




I used to think love was like a rose

You had to nurture it in order to see its true beauty

Now I have found true love is that of a sunrise

Its beauty comes so natural and is simply breathtaking



Thousands of lost souls

Show up to life’s masquerade ball

Parading their plastic faces

While hiding their souls from all



You taught me to lower my mask

As you cradled my soul within your arms.

Then you covered me in a blanket of warmth

Flowing from your heart



For such a freedom

I have never felt

To finally shed

A disguise so dearly held



When I look into your eyes

I witness an angels smile

From my heart a river flows

A love so true and wild



I feel like a child

Rediscovering life

Pulled from the darkness

Now able to bask in the light

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