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Post by silver on Jun 21, 2016 21:42:23 GMT -6
to see one's erstwhile heroes exhibit clay feet when least expected
witnessing antics fit for a knave not a knight breath stinking of lies
marking the hour love ceased to believe or care bells ring chime and peal
from the jester's hat as he leaps about spewing vile atrocities
look! toads in his mouth masquerading as sweet words spill slime from stiff lips
sobering to see heroes exhibit clay feet when least expected
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Post by phantasm on Jul 4, 2016 18:55:31 GMT -6
Don't forget: your heroes are humans, not gods They are mortal, fallible
Like the song says, even heroes have a right to bleed The world is awash in people filled with greed for heroic deeds
What we want is heroes-- What we have is a hero inside us all.
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