Oh, what those eyes have seen
those bright eyes in the dark shade
of tragedies, catastrophes, maladies
blasphemies, dastardly things
Oh, the tears those eyes have cried
of then and now, of here and late
from pains and hurt, from why and how
yet still the tears aren't enough
Oh, those eyes that see
all a miss and all abysmal
sees the better path
and one day shall rest at last
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