Do You Like Me Now?
If I am a cynic
How do I love quite so?
Not any one tender kiss
Can tell the slow light fading
My bleak and barren mind
Populates a bland unstable soul
How could I find the tenderness?
Once more, Once more, no light grows
Stolen looks and breaths of applause
Accompanied in this one man show
To entertain life in a deafened state
Casting myself upon the only stage
No more, No more but for one to adore
Avoidance of the curtains cackling call
No pity from the crowds rowdy rows
The show is gone, the dark shall fall
Vanity sits upon high, quiet takes account
Just a performance, but none to let him out
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