Inside The Madness ( Exploration )
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I never really knew for sure
just how badly I was broken
Until the demons In my head
were prodded and awoken
Hearing all those whispers
crawling In my mind
I take a peek behind the mask
dreading what I'II find
Ash upon the embers
Fire within the cloud
Blends with shadowed whispers
and becomes my silken shroud
I have the scars to guide me
to show me where I've been
False hope, and Illusions
are mostly what I've seen
In darkened hours of sullen nights
as shrouded as the dead
Tears spring from my fragile mask
and drown me In my head
The calm Is now the storm
as fire drips from my eyes
Lift the mask slowly up ~and~
look under my disguise
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