One of the finest men that ever lived. His identity is hidden in the words. He DID all of this and more.


My conscious, cautious friend

He once heard a blast
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




Words by holybear
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Written on 2006-09-14 at 11:44

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