He stares, but they won’t see it.
He plans, but they don’t know it.
He’s quick, but he doesn’t look it.
He’s cruel, but they can’t prove it.
He’s smart, but they’ll never admire it.
He’s strong, but they don’t appreciate it.
He’s talented, but they don’t like it.
He’s a secret, but they can’t tell it.
He didn’t say it, but they hear it.
He scars, but they will not show it.
He breaks his toys, but they’ll fake it.
He’s not invincible, but they don’t believe it.
He’s a monster, but he can hide it.
The Man With the Blood-Red Eyes has no soul.
He plans, but they don’t know it.
He’s quick, but he doesn’t look it.
He’s cruel, but they can’t prove it.
He’s smart, but they’ll never admire it.
He’s strong, but they don’t appreciate it.
He’s talented, but they don’t like it.
He’s a secret, but they can’t tell it.
He didn’t say it, but they hear it.
He scars, but they will not show it.
He breaks his toys, but they’ll fake it.
He’s not invincible, but they don’t believe it.
He’s a monster, but he can hide it.
The Man With the Blood-Red Eyes has no soul.
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