Two Faced Stranger
A puppet master with strings made of words, You put on the greatest show of them all. Blinding the world left and right, Dazzling me with that crooked smile.
Painting a picture with colors of deceit, I fall helplessly into your work of art. You knew what words to use on me, Playing with all my hopes and dreams.
Speaking words of love and adoration, Singing a song that hypnotizes my soul. Once I am caught in your web of music, You break me like a string on that beat up guitar.
Unfortunately you're the fool in this little play. Full of flaws; you're just a fake. Alone you will remain upon center stage, Continually playing your two faced masquerade.
amiriachan · Wed Aug 22, 2007 @ 10:50pm · 0 Comments |