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[aid] => mick
[title] => Superhero
[time] => 2009-03-04 22:12:13
[hometext] => For a family member...
[bodytext] => There once was a time where I thought I could save the world Fist in the air, head in the sand Always the first to lend out my hand And as years went by and I got older The burden grew more, and my hand got colder Till I crawled from the wreckage, of giving too much And that hand that I gave, became another one’s crutch The cape of a superhero, clipped in mid flight Because I would take on someone else’s fight And the burden of boundaries became my kryptonite Left for dead on the side of the road Let go of the burdens and eased the load That was in my mind, and clouded my thoughts A hero no longer, all human, distraught The cross of a savior, hung up to see A vacancy there? Oh gee, thanks for me! And another burden falls onto my heart As I put on that cape, and do my part What I finally know, is I can’t save you If you live in denial, and let sickness through You whine and complain, “help, hero, save me” And do nothing to change, and I finally see The hero’s retired from helping your life Until you step up, and put down the knife No more jumping to save the day No more sympathy, find another way …..My cape is hung up on the shelf Get off your ass and save yourself…. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 530 [topic] => 6 [informant] => darkscorpio [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 13 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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