Mystery

She never makes any sense to him
And her mystery drives him mad
The Mad Man can’t figure her out
There isn’t anything to figure out
He wonders how a girl like her
Could be such a challenge to a man
No, to a creature so old, like him
Who has seen the beginning to the end
He wishes he could fit the pieces together
But he is still missing some of her pieces

Her mystery infuriates a madman like him
And all he can hear repeating in his head is
“Run you clever boy and remember.”

 

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