hero, by Chelsey
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I watched my hero die today,
Slowly fading with the darkness.
Giving up on everything,
Suddenly I'm a heiress.
I inheret all the pain,
Tear of sadness.
I'm getting everything,
Throw it in the blackness.
Coldness in the heart,
The mind has been dead.
Nothing that I want.
All has been said.
Figures of imagination.
Passing slowly by,
A body of shaded black,
A checkered floor is where it will lie.
Not a heartbeat will sound.
No movement will rise.
I look at the floor, the body,
Of the hero I despise.
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Posted: 2006-06-13 16:48:57 UTC |
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