Give me more
I need, more,
Drown me in laughter,
Bleed me to smiling
For I'm hollow,
And lie behind the cracks,
Of my mask's broken pieces,
A smile.
In this gloomy parade
I hide, behind my masquerade.
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Untold Whispers
PoetryYour time's running, what will you say? What will remain untold? HR #64 in Poetry
