Masked Man
Your name like arsenic burning my throat
A slow death, thinking of you, will bring to me
Your words so sincere, sugar coated placebo
What was it? A change in mind? A change in heart? Or your mischevious ways.
You wear a mask
An emotional blanket used to keep your prey warm before you rip them open and
feed on there heart.
Staring into your eyes i felt warm, wanted
A fog in your gaze makes everything unclear
your voice soft and alluring, reassuring.
your smile comforting
my eye site is blurring
your silent poison is taking control
The smoke of your words lingure my mind
A big jumble of sweet lies
Im addicted and im not the only one
you feed off the attention you look for
Your like a dark fog that takes the form of a white angel
Whinding me threw the unknown grounds of my imagination
a quite twisting path in the land of love and sourenity
but under every wanted happyness lies a dark secret
The ground we walk is truely dead grass, dead emotion, and dead people
Tombstones row by row
Your just leading me to the 6 foot hole youve been draining my heart into
Copyright © Cassidy Marie | Year Posted 2011
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