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The Masquerade 
A sonnet 
 
Stunning red ribbon and dark color scheme 
Bright flashing lights and dirty earth's theme 
time is merry or so it would seem 
A uniting of ecstasy and love, a dream 
 
Though the lovers did dance seldom they spoke 
He was seeing demons,though he was blind 
She tried to speak but her voice broke 
separately they were by the worlds lies 
 
Outside the promemade opposite they stood 
she was standing there with someone they know 
Begged her to see if only she could 
In their choices each life did flow 
 
A fitting question few did ask 
why did they choose love behind masks?