Masquerade

Oh what tangled webs we weave,

when first we practice to deceive.

Ourselves, our hearts, and then our soul,

striving just to keep it whole.

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Then fear creeps in to blow apart,

the bandaged pieces of our heart.

We think we’re good,

believe we’re strong,

but Masquerading all along.

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Only God can heal the pain,

Help us learn to dance again.

His perfect Love unravels all,

and all the masks removed will fall.

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