Masks and candles

The doors were open
The hearts were closed
The puppet was broken
The love was sold

The tacky little smiles like symbol of sycophant
Somewhere barried down foils of other voices

The wheather was cruel
The wheather was crafty
The eyes were liars
The compassion was false

Someone`s interrogation was too straightforward
What could I answer to be understood

The cookies were mawkish
The music was sharp
The owners were foes
The friends were apart

The fun was going to be a vile farce


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