Hero
those words you use where do you get them? why do they form there? and why do i love them? searching, searching found the person that i want and can't have you're pasted on my wall so i'm with you all night pretending you are real is what gives me the creeps warm like a blanket soft like a pillow I think you are my hero solely and alone I miss you but how is that possible? I don't know you I want you and that's very wrongly possible I'm hoping that one day I'll find someone like you he may not be as intellectual he may not be as lustful but god dammit he'll be my hero. Written January 13th, 2002 © on Jan 12 2002 03:15 PM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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