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
Wednesday
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