Masquerade
Come on up, come inside!
Grab a cup, try to hide!
Hide behind your masquerade,
join the pretty masks on parade.
Eyes once bright no longer shine,
they flaunt the cracks you try to hide.
Skin as pale as alabaster,
gleams as you dance, twirling faster.
Sealed lips try to smile,
longing to taste joy for a little while.
Hands covered in spidery lace,
flutter with a subtle grace.
Soft brown hair spun with ribbons,
gently tilts, your sorrow a given.
What solemn secrets have you known,
dancing in your castle all alone?
ALesiach © 2/01/2017
Copyright © Alesia Leach | Year Posted 2017
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