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My Hero
They tell me every man has hopes
The Hero he will be.
He surely didn't know it but
He was just that to me.
Those qualities I longed to find
In someone I could trust,
A heart of gold, but still quite bold,
And rarest love, not lust.
My Hero had a winning style,
And knew just what to say.
Who knew those same dear qualities
Would some day him betray?
I could profess to cast aside
Each vision of the man,
But I prefer to cherish them
And hold them while I can.
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Ahhhh Jess!
Two peas in a pod, two foolish hearts.
When will we learn?
As always a good write, good job.
kat
.......and just WHY would you want to let go?? Please don't.
"Poe" I'm not, nor "Rich" am I,
but I'll be famous, b'ye and b'ye !