

Poker FaceThere are somethings you can't hide from me I can read your hand, and I know what you've been dealt Those hidden tears are just as real to me as the fake smile on your facePoker Face
I want to say something, but it feels like I'm reading into your private journal So I fold my hand, "The pot is yours" And pause. "So what did you have?" "Aces in the pocket."
But the crack in your voice told me you had the broken heart flush I say nothing and deal on


FaultI feel as though things are my fault Maybe not completely, partially Maybe not even directly, indirectlyFault
But I know I added something to that fire Wood, gasoline, and alcohol My nonidle existence is at fault, my effect
I can't let someone else take the full front of it Maybe... that is my true fault, my weakness My human quality
I fee like protecting people, even if from ourselves The Holden Caufield in the time where we lose our innocence Shed our wings and fly
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Oooh, I like madness.
Ha I couldn't resist
The lizard may be too cartoony, but I created it following my friends guidelines.. yeah..
Hehe, thanks for the fav!
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