Whispers in the night

Pictures of the past

Tear drops on the ground

Knowing it wouldn’t last

Shivers in the morning

Deep eyes so full of fright

Finding it hard to believe

That it wasn’t a dream last night

Sounds of him sobbing softly

As he hides beneath his arm

Comforting words don’t soothe him

If anything they cause more harm

The tears stop falling that night

But the pain still stains his heart

Next time he wont be so stupid

Next time he wont even start

But he always leans on the sky

He always soars in the stars

He looks up to the horizon

He cries to hide his scars

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