Masks fall down like raindrops in the grey town.
Today is not the time to telling tales on me
Only the truth Untold is that what counts
Maske with smiling faces looks at me but boy I know its only a fake only a fake
Masks fall down like leaves in autumn in the red town.
Today is not the time to felling bad emotions
Only the real me is that what counts
Maske with crying faces looks at me but girl I know its only a fake only a fake
I look in a empty Maske and it feels like I look in a mirror
Which treasure is hidden behind it?
It is my secret.. My truth Untold... My real me...
Do you dare to look behind it? Do you dare to take it from me?
My masks fall down... When you want it
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Poetry & Thoughts
PoetryHallo ihr lieben, Wie ihr im Titel lesen könnt, ist das hier mein kleiner persönlicher poetryslam... Hier werde ich Ideen und Gedanken und zum Teil auch sehr persönliche Dinge schreiben. Habt erbarmen mit meiner Rechtschreibung bitte Würde mich freu...
