You had to do it

Ripped down these dreams

Couldn’t stand the thought

Receiving second prize

The only consolation - cut me down

Made me so angry - mostly at myself

For my believing all you say

That I threw it all away

Wish I had the strength

To rip of your masked

The one you hide behind so well

To see what exists in your head

Observe your making

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