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rade is the song of the music in this box</p><p id="31e3">Better then chasing Goldilock’s</p><p id="2c80">He has been torturing himself for the what-if’s he still could say</p><p id="6d41">He can count each year to the day</p><p id="79e8">“Masquerade! Paper faces on parade. Masquerade! Look around there’s another mask behind you.”</p><p id="d4ab">What He wouldn’t give for one more glance of her</p><p id="a232">7:50 Curtain call</p><p id="d3f9">Maybe he was never there at all</p><p id="efa7">No more masquerade</p><p id="a1d1">No more fancy ball</p><p id="6644">Snap!</p><p id="50da">Playboy Centerfold Call</p><p id="30d0">Back to is all</p><p id="d6ad">I wish I had some good advice</p><p id="bae8">About life and love and when the days were nice</p><p id="8eb3">To be honest that has been lost for quite awhile</p><p id="2800">I kept it for as many years possible on speed dial</p><p id="1968">Then I realized it was gone</p><p id="9b09">I am depressed</p><p id="a662">Not a familiar feeling for The Gorgeous Mess</p><p id="7fe5">I don’t imagine life ever getting better again</p><p id="8a53">I need a choir of angels to just sing</p><p id="6ef1">AMEN.</p><p id="ce1a">If you enjoyed…please read:</p><div id="ba71" class

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="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/broken-bones-b990ece1a96a"> <div> <div> <h2>Broken Bones</h2> <div><h3>Throw More Stones</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*[email protected])"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="b3e2" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/you-dont-like-what-i-have-to-say-848ab33ad5c9"> <div> <div> <h2>You don’t like what I have to say?</h2> <div><h3>Fuck you…Me No Like You Too.</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*[email protected])"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><blockquote id="4a4a"><p><a href="">Kira Dawn </a>a.k.a. The Gorgeous Mess/May 2021/All Rights Reserved.</p></blockquote></article></body>

Psalms Before Proverbs.

Music Dies. Chaos Hides. God’s Eyes.

I decided to hit rewind

Maybe try to treat others kind

Open Pandora’s Box

What would I find?

This is not the writing I had in mind

I want to dance eloquently

When I write can you hear the fever in me

A whisper from he to she

She to he

I need my music desperately

Without it I frown unapologetically

Just another perfect day

Fuck ton of obstacles misguiding the way

I tried remembering I have the music in me

Then quickly found myself crying

As we all are wind up toys we wound up dying

Phantom of the Opera

Final scene

Phantom listening to his antique music box

He still misses Christine

Masquerade is the song of the music in this box

Better then chasing Goldilock’s

He has been torturing himself for the what-if’s he still could say

He can count each year to the day

“Masquerade! Paper faces on parade. Masquerade! Look around there’s another mask behind you.”

What He wouldn’t give for one more glance of her

7:50 Curtain call

Maybe he was never there at all

No more masquerade

No more fancy ball

Snap!

Playboy Centerfold Call

Back to is all

I wish I had some good advice

About life and love and when the days were nice

To be honest that has been lost for quite awhile

I kept it for as many years possible on speed dial

Then I realized it was gone

I am depressed

Not a familiar feeling for The Gorgeous Mess

I don’t imagine life ever getting better again

I need a choir of angels to just sing

AMEN.

If you enjoyed…please read:

Broken Bones

Throw More Stones

medium.com

You don’t like what I have to say?

Fuck you…Me No Like You Too.

medium.com

Kira Dawn a.k.a. The Gorgeous Mess/May 2021/All Rights Reserved.