shefeels the clouds surround them in her room
her heart attempts to speak to herof love
but all she feels is an impending doom
as he pulls off the mask andhides the gloves
this man, she thought they knew each other well
he showsher what she does not want to see
he tells her truths she never thought he'dtell
she thinks, "why, he is not at all like me."
his weaknesscrawls like bugs upon the table
she feels them on her skin and in herbrain
she wants to love him but she is not able
she cannot bear to bearound that pain

he cries into his arms and speaks of hell
she pats hisshoulder and wishes him well