Wednesday, 1 October 2014

The Hidden

There's someone hiding
By the pool
No love in their heart
Intentions cruel
Someone is lurking
Behind bush or tree
Without shadow of doubt
Clear as can be

Their purpose selected
Volunteer has a name
In this most twisted
Of twisted game
They wait, they're waiting
Breath held tight
For the perfect moment
When the time is right

I feel you there
Know where you stand
Can read you mind
See the blade in your hand
Put it down, please
And just walk away
No need to provide misery
On this glorious day
Put it down, please
Leave well alone
Show me your heart's more
Than cold cold stone

That someone's still hiding
In the nature reserve
Hell bent on delivering
Something no one deserves
Lurking, ever lurking
Biding their time
I can't stop them with action
Nor reason nor rhyme

Put it down please
Leave well alone
Show me your heart's more
Than cold cold stone

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