Golden eyes
Locked with pride
Of a fate that
Could never be
He is to kind
They say
To soft-hearted
The ever take over
What was supposed to be his
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His golden eyes
Hold a dept of ambition
Struggling against the need to be himself
To be that bleeding heart
That kind soul
That he truly
Was meant to be
Not that heartless monster
He thinks he has to be
When he's caught up
In his blind ambition
Trying to forget
Who he truly is
-
He is someone
Someone who struggles through hardships
Someone who has a bitter sweet fate
To help those
He was supposed to kill
Supposed to hate
He is like Robin Hood
Saving those like him
Those who need him
With is might
And
With his golden heart
That is cracked and torn