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Never Looked Back

He turned around and never looked back.
Wiped away his tears, eyes straight to the horizon.
Taking a deep breath and releasing earned pain of many years.
He turned around and moved far far away.
From his horrid dungeon, he’s free.
He turned around and never looked back.


His Eyes

The teardrops run down, and fall off his nose;
He cries in dark corners, where nobody goes.

You can follow the tracks, from his eyes to his chin;
Years upon years, of letting them win.

His eyes tell a story, of anger and pain;
You think that he’s happy, but just look again.

The scars of his past, hidden under his clothes;
Are a roadmap to places, that nobody knows.

His smile is now painted, he’s a master of disguise;
And you can see it all, just look into his eyes.