Brian Lim,
You gloomed off the dawn,
You grimed off the dusk;
The more you frown,
The thicker you mask..
Carnivals are great,
Parties are punk;
Put away your masquerade,
Hide it in the junk!
The "Deep Siberian" stone,
A rather pinkish jewel;
Step on to your throne,
Be yourself for the time due..
"Deep Russian", quartz the rule;
Cure of toxic, luck of warriors;
You have wings, and you had flew,
Yet are you thru, with your darkest fears?
~Ah Gor~
by Masqueradez, Feb 2009..
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