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The masquerade (Free verse) by vamos_tuzos A masquerade ball initiated by a bell.
Faces hidden for fear of discovery,
Any sign of hope given in recovery.
Falsification of grandure and misleading,
souls searching for love and reading.
Attempts to hide and to lose reason,
songs rythmical beat causing physical treason.
Sensual movements of bodies touching,
mouths open lips pressing and hands clutching.
Up the ladder:
Ivory, slaves and gold
Down the ladder:
let me lie
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Posted: July 5, 2002 3:47 PM PDT; Last modified: July 5, 2002 3:47 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.2222223 Overall Rank: 4317 Comments:
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6-Jul-02/11:26 AM
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BRIAN ENO
How so?
sounds like fun!
short and to the point.
it perfectly describes the general mood of the event, though still vague in a "you'd have to know to know" kind of way. 144 view(s)
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