her shadow
the glamour of her mask

She shimmers and shines
And blinds her prey
She shimmers and shines
And digs my grave
She shimmers and shines
And takes the sun away
❀
Her smile is meant to stun
Her voice is meant to lure
You're all enchanted, enthralled, bewitched
And I'm just dying behind the curtain
❀
She's glowing and gleaming and spinning
You're clapping and cooing and clueless
She's dazzling and you're staring
And I'm just dying behind the curtain
❀
She swapped me with a corpse
And nobody spotted the difference
She stopped wearing gloves and
Nobody pointed out the crimson
Painting her palms
The walls are closing in but
None of you care if you're crushed
❀
She drowned me in darkness and smiled for the camera
She wore a mask and you called it a halo
She locked me in a safe and
You helped sink it
I was trying to breathe
You were trying to buy tickets to her show
❀
Oh is her glitter worth more than my blood?
Is her blade more impressive than my wound?
Is her mask more glamourous than my open book?
I guess her lullabies are easier to hear
Than my confessions are to stomach
I guess her smile is easier to look at
Than my tears are to hold
❀
I died on her shores and
You all just praised her waves
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Author's Note: This has nothing to do with my current life. I was just channeling my past emotions for a book I'm planning :)
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Poppy
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