Let me look into those eyes
Those windows to your restless soul
The only path through your disguise
The only thing you can’t control
Lost prince, who wraps himself in darkness
Just to hide his shining light
But there it is, below the hardness
Sneaking through your eyes so bright
When all parameters are reckoned
Are you my hero or my fall?
Intimidated by the second,
I fear the first still most of all…
There should still be some lives to let
In this game of pain and pleasure
The hunt began, the goal is set
To find the well protected treasure
I should run while I still can
But this is such a tempting task.
So who’s that fascinating man
Behind this contemplating mask?
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Published on e-Stories.org on 02.04.2019.