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We leave the house
With our clothes, purse and our mask
For the illusion of sanity
Is the only way to complete our task,
That of being a part of the flock
By leaving our truth behind a lock.
The mask slips,
Horror on everyone’s lips
For a pink dove is magical
But the moment it snaps
It is terrible.
Darling the costume party
Was not waiting for you
It was waiting for a reflection
Of itself,
Another copy for its collection
But how can I be another human
When not even our noses are alike?
Waiting for everyone to say sike
But the truth is I was not made to jump
I was made to hike.
© BellaSparkles
With our clothes, purse and our mask
For the illusion of sanity
Is the only way to complete our task,
That of being a part of the flock
By leaving our truth behind a lock.
The mask slips,
Horror on everyone’s lips
For a pink dove is magical
But the moment it snaps
It is terrible.
Darling the costume party
Was not waiting for you
It was waiting for a reflection
Of itself,
Another copy for its collection
But how can I be another human
When not even our noses are alike?
Waiting for everyone to say sike
But the truth is I was not made to jump
I was made to hike.
© BellaSparkles
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