Behind The Mask

I knew the stranger well.
He was so sugar sweet,
so normal but unique.

So how did I know a stranger if he was all these things?
He was a stranger just by a simple lace in my drink.

A friend that I knew so well
but now a stranger
since he had took advantage of me.

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