She disguised her black tears,
into the imagination of her held back fears.
Out in public, nobody knew who she had became.
She carried out her dark side, engraved in pain.
inside her soul, was a dark bewildered hole.
darkness filled, like the color of a charcoal coal.
Step by step, the nightmares began.
Grasping at the languished hand.
Barely moving, stood the fragmented man.
Crazed illusions, night time, fears.
Black coal water made from tears.
Loveless motions,
Watered down emotions.
Something happened to bring down the chaos and complications.
The face in the mirror was her own reflection.
Dazed and confused,
Shattered by the news.
On the run, whispered in the ear.
Longing fun, holding back at those long forbidden tears.
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