His eyes used to glow,
his smile was brilliant
How could we know that his smile would fade,
that his eyes would turn black
We sat back and watched like it was a show
In a week or so will there still be a show?
Day by day he is jaded,
day by day we see how he's hated
Is he lost to us now?
Only time will tell
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