Poker Face,
Deeply set eyes.
Eyes...that has a lot,
No lies but truth to tell.
Ragged and beaten; so he seems,
Painful, heavy and leaded.
But his soul stands pinnacle high.
Looking at me,
Stealing glances,
I asked!
Who are you, Stranger?
Who are you?
Who are you that usurp,
This peace and solace of mine!
A friend or a foe?
Stand and Unfold yourself.
I questioned and commanded the intruder.
Standing in the reflection.
Of the mirror I was staring at!
Who are you Stranger?
Who are you?
A friend or a foe?
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