My Life Through the Eyes of a Toiler

R.I.P. Hero!

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Falling through dreadful conflaguration, former hero of his nation, the sudden stop of falling, his savior has heard the calling, Soaring towards the Heavens, As his death came at the strike of eleven, flying high through the sky he asks not why he has died, This love for the hero will live on, It growsstronger with each moment he’s gone, To have lived and died a hero is great Now he no longer awaits his fate, So they look up towards the sky, they give their last goodbyes, Though his life has reached sad zero, He forever is their mighty hero…

Written by guyver13

November 6, 2009 at 1:37 pm

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