Tears... My eyes as a cascade,with sense of a rain; pouring down from the mountains of pain; and I can´t turn it off... Tears...As tools of an actor,with gestures and smile; I should be able to cut off a cry; but I can´t, I really can´t do that. Tears made a lake I can swim, and perform a one man show, when the lights go dim. I can´t stop it I can´t turn it off, I´m the one who always trust on a prompt... Laughter... My eyes a starry sky, I can´t complain; But when it takes too long, it becomes a chain, and it holds me too hard... Laughter...It´´s on my pretty side,but ugly upgraded; nasty and grim,violent and faded. Colourless some might say. Without a reason the ugliest smile performs a one man show,made of rats and snakes and lies. And it holds me,holds me too hard, I´m the one who always trust on a prompt...
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