the world isn't built to last,
although it wont decay fast.
sooner or later there will be nothing left to grasp.
and when that happens, I'll laugh
at how you couldn't save a soul.
I thought you said you were in control.
but it's time to face reality.
You're just like me
An ignorant guy who shows his insecurities
but dont be sorry.
After all there is no reason to worry,
no need to fear,
because 'The Hero' is here
Comments about this poem ('Hero' by Alex Ingram )
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