"Shattered Mask"
- by Luke Putz
My mask of lies is wearing thin,
My storm of feelings that's within,
Will dare to rise and fall around
My soul who's scared, internal bound,
Who seeks to loose the truth that which
Has tied our hearts together stiched.
It was not lust, a fleeting whim
I went to her and her to him,
But something pure; it's something real
On which tis our romantic deal,
Was based and built and kept and grown
A future we could call our own.
But that no more will come to be
Our hearts cut loose will now fly free,
Although my hurt I cannot hide,
Just let me stay here by your side.
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