Broken smiles and broken eyes
That write in mental pain
That can't forget, no matter how hard it tries
That suffers in silence no matter the bane
That has in his ears, heartrending cries
That which are cursed forever to bear this strain
That keenly feel, all the hurt
They gave and got in turn
That are forever, ever alert
Lest they scar or burn
Tears are shed, replies are curt
Friends were killed, so all they spurn
Scalding hot in the day
Freezing cold in the night
Boots caked with hardened clay
Truly, truly, a pretty sight
Words spun to deceive, to lead astray
Resistance is futile, happen what might
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