Petals In The Grass

Artistically Flawed

The night is thick
My demons still play
Who's that standing
In my doorway?

Unable to go on
I just can't cope
Go ahead and hang me
With your velvet rope

Disillusioned
Abused
Disenchanted
Ever bruised

I'm an imposter
Artistically flawed
A masquerader
Always a fraud

Reveal yourself!
You look so grey
Who's that standing
In my doorway?


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