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My Prince

As I open my eyes I see a lone figure
standing out from the crowd of faceless strangers
his face is hidden behind a metal masquerade
but his mask cannot conceal his pain
as I gaze into his eyes
I see the scars inside
I look into his mind
and see his masochist side
I creep closer to him and grab his arm
I pull up his silk black sleeve
and look at his scars and deep,bloody cuts
they're like rows of red blooming roses
I push down his sleeve and take his hand
I give him a hug and pet his hair
pulling him closer to me I whisper in his ear
"Its no fun to be alone in a crowded room.
my Prince, may I join you?"
Written by MasqueradePrince
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