In crevices and creases lonely breeds
Worn like pulled yarn stretched tautly at the seams
Fluttered remnants of wishes hoping to
land like an unfettered breeze she can’t see
Worn like pulled yarn stretched tautly at the seams
Fluttered remnants of wishes hoping to
land like an unfettered breeze she can’t see
Emptied Hope, her golden chalice lay bare
Vibrant the mask she wears, painted fear
The depth of sorrow unyielding, beating
heart dancing to sounds only she can hear
Vibrant the mask she wears, painted fear
The depth of sorrow unyielding, beating
heart dancing to sounds only she can hear
Fragrant desperation reeks of liquor
False Gods promising fulfillment and still
they bring only unhappiness tonight
Weary she is blind to pain, lost will
False Gods promising fulfillment and still
they bring only unhappiness tonight
Weary she is blind to pain, lost will
Seconds vibrate her skull, every breath
maddening and demanding her release
Searching for something, this tiny bottle
brings unto her a masquerade of peace
maddening and demanding her release
Searching for something, this tiny bottle
brings unto her a masquerade of peace
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https://soundcloud.com/tissy-taylor/masquerade-of-peace?fbclid=IwAR0EFe6bs-dow8slsRtXNcu3d6TdqgcFmKDE_8j2fm1qIF91htYU-COgGbI
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