with broken hearts
and shattered dreams
and trampled smiles
and worried gleams
in eyes like diamonds
in eyes like honey
in eyes like forests
in eyes like sunny
days and moon nights
just as we've always been
until someone can see
the things we've seen
and want to share
but are too afraid
who've been forgotten
who've been betrayed.
ask her for a hero.
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