Elegant Disaster
Sitting in a corner
Alone and in her room
She fights a silent battle
One she will always lose.
By day she wears a mask
So solid it must be true
Fooling delicate angels
Hiding from them the truth.
At night a demon emerges
Feeding such beautiful lies
Placing ice around her throat
And darkness before her eyes.
So time, you see, is slipping
She falls further as we speak
Within a beloved monster
That has always made her weak.
So open your eyes my darlings
To a world you don't want to see
As she slowly melts away
And forever ceases to be.
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