man of many faces
one man hiding behind many mask
and in each disguise
I can hear his heart beat
I want to pick up
all the scattered pieces
of his shattered heart
and make it whole again
through all his different faces
he can not hide
my soul will always know the
sound of his heart, when ever he come
around
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