The Stage
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The Stage
My lovely roses onto you I pass,
My hopes and bleeding dreams I take;
My world has reason unlike this world's last,
For all these naive goals were fake.
My friend, not you I blame for doing this:
These crimes of shallowness are Nature's deed...
Of all the others- you were not amiss,
Of all the friendships- it is yours I need...
Fair sorrow- take this mask I wear,
I'm tired of the play, the show, the stage!
This fakeness frames the truth- the world behind.
And all its actors suffer to this age.
But there will come a time to show the other side,
When desperate deceivers fall-
The light of truth will lead the clumsy blind,
And waves of hate will punish all!
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My lovely roses onto you I pass,
My hopes and bleeding dreams I take;
My world has reason unlike this world's last,
For all these naive goals were fake.
My friend, not you I blame for doing this:
These crimes of shallowness are Nature's deed...
Of all the others- you were not amiss,
Of all the friendships- it is yours I need...
Fair sorrow- take this mask I wear,
I'm tired of the play, the show, the stage!
This fakeness frames the truth- the world behind.
And all its actors suffer to this age.
But there will come a time to show the other side,
When desperate deceivers fall-
The light of truth will lead the clumsy blind,
And waves of hate will punish all!
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