Love me in my falsehood.

In shroud of darkness.

Porcelain mask,

Painted with the colors of day.

Love me for my charm.

Serpents grin.

Lips dipped in red.

Singing sweetly.

Love me for the façade,

Of beauty and grace.

Love me in daylight.

When it all goes to waste,

And words reveal twisted tongue.

Love me in sunshine.

Where the mask cracks,

Showing the rot underneath.

Love me for the truth,

Of the beast that lies beneath.

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