Green sparkels fall down on his eyelashes
Blinking them down he looks around
Washing them dry
The sparkel gone from his eye
Glitter has fallen down to the ground
Shimmer and Sparkel while they move
Now lay dull to be found

Glistening drops in her watery eyes
Is her disquise
As she moves the mask, it's of a smile
Painted clear and bringht
Moisaic tiles
Watching without pride
She looks outside
Eyes behind the flower is how she hides
With a face as pretty as the dark porcelin she wears
Not many ever noticed, no one ever cares

Flames lick his heals as he climbs up the stairs
Breathing a prayer
His heart ready to tear
Helplessly pushing against the storm
He picks the green sparkels up off the floor
Maskarade in smiles
Dull glitter in piles
Handfulls of gold dust and handfulls of snow
Decorate the mask to put a true smile on for show

Mirrors fall
glittering, glistening into her eyes
Quietly listening
Watching and waiting
Without heasitating
He takes her into his arms
Snow falls, quietly gliding
Near his head, where he's hiding
The mast falls away in crumbles of clay
The sparkel leaps back into their eyes

 
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