I mistook your mask for a face...
hid my hatred for your endless melodies of lies
in the lovers, I fucked, behind your back, to bury the blue in my heart
and tears in my eyes.
Aw, the pain I wore on the fringes of my emotions, like lace. beneath my hollow cries.
on a constant tear-streaked disgrace. Apparently, was too much for your mind and heart to embrace.
A reality, with a strong, chiseled disposition... has no room in your delusion. Never really had its place
Who would chase?
A partner, con...