~ B4 Masquerade ~ Poem by catty Alonzo
~ B4 Masquerade ~
Self clinging
Over spinning
Maze binding
Forever blinding
This… little masquerade
Never finding
Always running
Not touching
Only wanting
This… little
Road snaking
Blurry beginning
But never ending
This...
Was us, before blowing the whistle…
1804*C^T
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