Teetering along the edge of pain
Smiling eyes peer
into lost emotions
Paranoia creeps in
so I feel safer on the darker side of the fence
where shadows are familiar
and villains serenade me
with whispers of sweet nothings
...sweet dreams...
smoke screens and smoking mirrors
and then the fog clears
and everyone seems to be
hiding behind the identity
they pretend to be
misery loves company
so she keeps calling me
someone please wake me
from this beautiful nightmare
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