Behind these blue eyes is a broken heart.
Many shed tears,
A lonely soul,
And a mind that is tired of dealing with it all,
There were many nights these blue eyes has cried themselves to sleep,
No hands to wipe away the tears,
Only praying for someone to look into them
And see all the heart break,
Which that never happened,
There are still nights they cried themselves to sleep,
Their soul is still lonely,
And their heart is still broken,
These blue eyes have not seen the end yet,
They still pray for someone to notice,
For someone to see,
Just how badly he has treated me.
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