The eyes, as they look
No one gives the hoot
He was one last hope to last
But dead in brain
Soon his grave burnt in fears
Nothing could hold back her tears
...
A shiver
Clinched his hands
And the town was no more like the past
And a hero dies
As the town falls
Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 12:32 AM UTC
The eyes, as they look
No one gives the hoot
He was one last hope to last
But dead in brain
Soon his grave burnt in fears
Nothing could hold back her tears
...
A shiver
Clinched his hands
And the town was no more like the past
And a hero dies
As the town falls
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