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my love is like a masquerade ball every man desires to attend but they seem to fall so i hide myself behind vibrant masks, that deceive men without with out any task. i wear brightly coloured dresses as a facade to disguise hidden agendas i repeat the same menacing dance with each man who descends into a trance
always they slowly fall deeper into my charade yet unknown to them its like falling onto a blade my alluring eyes capture my flagitious soul and with every glance i take more control although folk are aware of my infamous nature they still seek my graceful torture and though i loosen my grasp to set them free they seem completely captivated by this image of me yet in my dark kingdom of lust
there is no fool i can trust they are all weak and unworthy fools whom cannot take a chance nor bend the rules. No this masquerade no longer amuses me i now desire a real man that will set me free i desire a man, full of menacing grace great strength, wicked eyes and a delicate face i desire a man who can caress the blade and who dares challenge me in my charade
My Masquerade Ball
By Nati Celliers
cloudsofblue added this comment 2008-06-25 22:20:39-05:00
so deep, and beautiful. i love the music too. i'm in love. with this glog. favorites.
cloudsofblue added this comment 2008-06-25 22:20:39-05:00
so deep, and beautiful. i love the music too. i'm in love. with this glog. favorites.