Craig Jones

She takes a photo for all to see
Beauty and grace, young and carefree
Yet in her eyes, there is a sadness
This picture of perfection hiding her madness.
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Ever seen a goddess fall?
Shouldn't she be standing so tall?
The most beautiful women anyone can see
This is not how she describes herself to me.
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All on my own within the darkness I sit, seeking solace, a mantra that fits
The silence is deafening, the thoughts are so loud, Accepting not even being a face in the crowd
Fears this is all there is, for me as I grow old, left dreaming of the life society has sold
A story of nothingness, no tragedy or pain, the dullness of boredom becoming insane.
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Once again I asked the angels to free me from the prison that is my mind
Dancing with my shadow, the demons are all I find
Setting into motion every fear I've ever known
Dancing with my shadow, at least it's stop me being alone
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