One of the finest men that ever lived. His identity is hidden in the words. He DID all of this and more.
That rang throughout all his years
A sorrow he felt
That chased away all his fears
Stared into the eyes
of the red menace from yonder and east
He made hell freeze over
And saved the world from the crimson beast
He walked a mile in our shoes
And found a place in the depth of our hearts
But it just wasn't enough
He had to yield to the man of upstarts
The last of the true
I'd lay my life in his hands
Went away all to soon
But his words are untearable strands
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Written on 2006-09-14 at 11:44
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My conscious, cautious friend
He once heard a blastThat rang throughout all his years
A sorrow he felt
That chased away all his fears
Stared into the eyes
of the red menace from yonder and east
He made hell freeze over
And saved the world from the crimson beast
He walked a mile in our shoes
And found a place in the depth of our hearts
But it just wasn't enough
He had to yield to the man of upstarts
The last of the true
I'd lay my life in his hands
Went away all to soon
But his words are untearable strands
Words by holybear
Read 836 times
Written on 2006-09-14 at 11:44
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