worrying
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Stress
Destroys all peace
And throttles all senses
Creating images that cannot exist
Attacking reality,
You started out as a canvas
That my thoughts and dreams flowed freely through
A million dances
The meaning behind the view
I fell in love quite quickly
I wrote for fun
My pen lies thickly
Pay no attention
to the woman behind the
mask.
She's just an
illusion
of smoke and mirrors,
of pulsing lights and
then she's gone.
Pay no attention
