A hero.
A hero.
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You Search for a hero, it is what i heard.
You screamed.
Let me be the heroic man you seek,
The one who fights for you the levels beneath your feet.
Sweat blood and tears shall be shed.
Your enemies painted red, guess why they fled and bled.
As the last of them fades away in the mist.
I clean myself of wounds which i rinse.
Because i must appear clean,
I am no heroic knight of peerage.
But i will fight for your love,
as long you're the lady to decode my message.
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_______________
You Search for a hero, it is what i heard.
You screamed.
Let me be the heroic man you seek,
The one who fights for you the levels beneath your feet.
Sweat blood and tears shall be shed.
Your enemies painted red, guess why they fled and bled.
As the last of them fades away in the mist.
I clean myself of wounds which i rinse.
Because i must appear clean,
I am no heroic knight of peerage.
But i will fight for your love,
as long you're the lady to decode my message.
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| Gecontroleerd door: Brenda | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 18 juni 2014 | ||
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