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down in the dirt
november 1994
insert to "children, churches and daddies"
scars publications and design
issn 1068-5154
.
down in the dirt
november 1994
insert to "children, churches and daddies"
scars publications and design
issn 1068-5154
You asked me to the masquerade
and I willingly complied
but I'm tired of wearing this dress
for the feathers in my costume
won't stop licking my face
and you cannot see the tears
falling behind my mask -
When you seethe price they pay
I'm sure you'll come and join
the masquerade, you say
but the price is too high
for I don't want to wear a mask
with you, and I would only hope
that I don't have to.
alex rand
Sometime the understanding
Travels into the realms of the unknown
All we can do is hope
search
dream
Because we will never find.
Sometimes the light is not enough.
janet kuypers
I can't think of anything else.
like daggers
speeding
slicing the air
the thoughts race through my mind.
I can't help but think
of his stunning eyes
his sensitive touch
my weaklessness.
How he's torn my life in two.
alex rand
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