Jul 08, 2005 08:42
He holds all the right cards
a little low in one hand
hesitant to play them it seems
saving them with no intent
fumbbling about them nervously
mubbling to himself
suduction,the name of the game
in an ideal dynamic
he would be an ace
without his morals or values
instead he sits the king of hearts
dagger sunk deep in his head
driven insane by his own maddess
on his own accord
bent up and down and out
out of shape
caught up on his hang ups
theses things only he sees
they aren't even there
his face blank
though the look in his eyes seems unmistakable
allways showing a bit to much insight
but only a bit
his emotion flawed through expression
a strong sure face
they're sure of it
his eyes are they're weakness
his eyes give way straight to his soul
but only to those who truly do see
his eyes give him away
such deadly devices
posing duel threat
they think they know how to see
and thats just what he wants
they're blind
its all a bluff
he's known all along
hes lured them in close
and now he moves in for his kill
he strikes quick and precise
its the last think anyone thought
or expected for that matter
the last thing they think
and the last think they thought
I'm done for