Secret Heart

October 10, 2011
Hidden behind a mask
A masquerader, ready to dance
Waltzing with a secret stranger
Caught up in the danger

His eyes pull me in, break down my defenses
I let myself believe in his pretenses
Braced for the worst, wouldn't expect any less
Behind his false front, he's useless

Doesn't posses
A heart, he's lost it

Can't seem to find it, he's too distracted
Leaving a trail of hearts behind him

I'm searching, won't give up
I miss the crack up, not the screw up
When will it show up

His heart, he's lost it.

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