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Let’s see what’s in your heart, man of sorrow
Let me see the pain you inflicted on your fellow men.
You will find no heart in me little girl,
I was forsaken long ago, my heart isn’t mine anymore
Lord of despair let me see the sorow of your soul
Little girl you still believe in my soul?
Did you really think that I still had one when everytime
I killed. Death took my soul with him
Little boy playing with the shadows, I know what you lost
but that mask of yours isn’t whole anymore.
You took it of long ago without douth.
I’m not a little girl sir, I am the child that you problably
were when you still whore your mask.
- Title: Living behind the mask
- Artist: Rualeen
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Description:
Old old old
I wrote it to accompany a picture of a friend but I still find it has some meaning on it's own. - Date: 06/15/2010
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