
Reality she feigns so well
Till the closet doors slam shut
A sureness of the truth becomes
A feeling from the gut
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She’s dancing in the shadows
Tar running through her veins
Weaving webs of gossamer
Till nothing pure remains
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Just then her hushed emotions
Tucked carefully away
Go screeching to the hills
As night follows on from day
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The darkness wears disguises
Where her heart and soul had been
Closely guarded secrets
Always clever, never seen
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And the devil burns so brightly
When the skeletons come out
The enigma slowly surfacing
Until there is no doubt