Black-Massaquerade

Pocky Sticks It had been a very long day And I was anxious behind my shiny black facade and wavering smile Nervous in the thoughts of rejection or dislike But a single familiar face lifted my spirits from the crushing limits of the bad shoes I wore And cooled my skittish sweat Breaking into smile and sharing a tight embrace Meeting new people became no problem A leprochan who was taller than I was And a racoon-tailed angel Lolipops that guiltily poked from my fist And another that peeked between my lips While hungry eyes resisted other candies And a sugar rush caused chasing Dissaproving chaperones advising us against it We cal