Mine is a slow race
I'm losing fast with
no mask on my face
Say this in a masquerade place
My last dance is alone
Love was a waste
Here with my lace
But I am a woman one chased
Bitter taste of blame
Blame me for your own sake
There's reason behind this
Rewind to the first
kiss and wonder lust
Look back as we all must
And almost cry out pixie dust
As I stance over dreaming
Of lost days when my
spirit was robust
Back then I was stirring
But I've learned all
silver one day rusts
My heart was the music
And it's you wreck hum
were off beat
Sado masochistic
Storms pounding
on my like sleet
Six feet
Beneath the ground
can't be beat
I sleep
With the guilt and failure
for my sheets and
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