I imagine this is how you’d say goodbye 

Images are shattered 

Like leaving your mask on the table

It’s a curse or a favor 

Writing messages of 

              C-U Later

But you were the only clown that mattered



Twisted Masquerade year nine / have you been with me this whole time?


You go from sunshine to icy winds
The road less travelled is the road we’ve been
You go from shadow to now we’re friends?
I guess we are ghosting again?


The earth could tip and the sea would swallow us wide –
Everything but my pride!


(This wasn’t recent but I still get em)

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