

The Gorgon's LamentI. MEDUSA Never look into her eyesThe Gorgon's Lament
Lest you see no more,
Lest you see never again.
When she wears her porcelain mask
She's holding back the glare
Which, coming forth from her blackened soul,
Turns your heart to stone.
She doesn't want to hide away But she has no choice For there is no other way, So they say.
II. THE CHARADE I must wear a masquerade to save them from myself.
I must wear a masquerade.
God, oh, God, forgive me! When will I be free?
God, oh, God, forgive me! Is this what I'm cursed to be?
&n
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A poet, songwriter, sketcher, scrapbooker, photographer, photo-editor, model & make-up artist to varying degrees of 'amateur'...
"Do you worship me?"
"Oh, my beloved."
"Kneel before me again, Leon."
"Lay your hands on me, risen one."
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