Charade

Charade
by Tommy LoMaglio

The time has come again, my friend
The time has come again
To hide behind a porcelain face
Do what you can to erase all trace
Of where your heart has been.

It's time to play pretend again
It's time to play pretend
To take part in this masquerade
To fool the world with your charade
Try not to break when 'er you bend.

It's time to hide away, Today
It's time to hide away
To veil my heart, Shut it in
Who wants to hear it beat again?
Lock it up and make it stay.

The time has come again, Dear friend
The time has come again
To hide behind my porcelain face
Do all I can to erase all trace
Of where my heart has been
Until you let me out again...

Assorted Poems...

What is it old friend?
Somehow you must explain
There has to be a way
You can let me in again
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I've opened up the gateway to my heart,
My blood flows forth onto the floor before you
The contents of my soul pooled about your feet
The truth in its entirety. All that I have.
So much to take in...
A risk. A chance. A gamble.
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Can you see what I could be?
Can you envision what's to come?
I'm trying to find the perfect tone
I'm tuning... So the bell may toll truer.
Clearer.
Brighter.
All for you.
The best for you.
[The best is yet to come.
It's yours for the taking.]
Only the best.

For Sleep to Linger

~For Sleep to Linger~
by Tommy LoMaglio

Hold on tight, Don't let it fade
Though you hear them call your name
A few more stolen moments
and you'll be set to face the day

Drifting out, oh, so far
Lighter, Higher now you are
Hide your eyes a moment longer
try and keep them locked away

Further now you have strayed
Never have you ever stayed
But now you know they call you
to rouse you from this peaceful state

Warm and safe, such tenderness
Don't steal me from this state of bliss
It is no use, now it's done
Beckoned forth, alas the sun

My dreams must wait for now
Yet somehow...
... they've just begun...

The Painful Remnant

~The Painful Remnant~
by Tommy LoMaglio

A moment, please, a moment
Just one is all I need
A moment just to show you
exactly how I bleed

A solid, crimson ribbon
Draped across my back
A single, aching remnant
The result of your attack

So let me show you now
This painful, gaping wound
A moment, please, a moment
Just one is all I'll use.

Searching Hearts

~Searching Hearts~
by Tommy LoMaglio

To hearts alike,
Two hearts alike
is what I call a chase
A search in vain
A search in pain
A pointless, little race.