Her Love
Her eyes were the size of the moon
Her heart was shattered into broken glass
He was all she ever knew, all she ever loved
She was blind to the pain, because it was love so great
Didn’t see it coming, and wasn’t prepared
He played with her heart because it was only a toy
She was just another face to him
He spoke his last word, they were cold and short
Her eyes were the size of the moon
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