All For You
I'm afraid, one day, you won't love me anymore.
I'm scared, you won't care, for me.
You'll see right through this mask, woven by little lies.
My costume, and perfume, I did it all just for you.
I'm waiting to fall apart, slipping through the cracks.
Woken up by a start, a soul is what I lack.
Finding my broken heart, nothing is left intact.
Copyright © Francesca Redlich | Year Posted 2011
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