Happy Host to entertain all
my lips tinted flawlessly
plastered into the same essence
to be held at all times
Pleased, everyone could be
but not I, sensing
the rumble of a heart
sobbing at full volume
What else to do?
at this hour of catastrophe?
where fortune fails to empower me?
where haze cloud forever?
where bliss is enclosed in a shield, unscathed?
True living never barely depicted
It is always captured, concealed and tormented
Can I stride up to the dais
just to publicize my heart ache, or
Can I be the one
to usher the guest with grace?
One chooses the latter path
to be cheated by the laugh
Laugh is a hoax
assumed to be safe
yet always a deceit
never explains the brutal fact
that it buries in its roots
Roots swell, rupture and die
yet, laugh remains eternal.
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