His sparkling eyes they watched over others... Now its weak and like a whithered old feather
His skin glowed once, it doesn't anymore... He doesn't care abt himself and thts for sure
His smile was sunshine and he had them everyday... He tries that now and it easily fades away
Its too heavy he whispered.. I am sorry he weaped..
I want to be heard.. But I won't say a word...
Awaiting a miracle he kept his hopes alive.. There will be a new start... A new purpose to have a life..
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