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The Hero In My Eyes

I look to my heart and see it as a unfinished puzzle i look to my mind i see you in my thoughts i look to my hands
i see your blood i look to the ground and i see your body buried in it as i see the blood drip on your soul i see
what hands of those who do not look with their heart and listen with their heart sees for it was not my hands that
dealt you the blow of death and it was not my hands that pulled the trigger but it was my unhearing heart my blinded
eyes of childhood which blinded my sight of your death of your approach to death as i see now it was you who jumped
and i was too short to let you stand on my shoulders while you hung there and i see now without you what i have become
and i am breaking down with the weight of the world on my shoulders i know i could have held you up so you wouldn't
being hanging there with no one to help as it was the flashing lights and the passing of the money in the world that made
you hang there i may look at as you doing this in hatred of me and in hatred of yourself but i know you tried to save me from
becoming you but all i need is someone to come save my life and pull the knife from my heart as i walk the world i
scrub my hands of your blood but my hands are stained and my heart is shattered i dig up the ground searching for you
to make sure this is not a costume in the ground i look to see that you still aren't walking the earth but as i dig deeper and deeper
the cure i search for seems to become an image just found in the mind of those who wanna believe in hope for hope is
seeing what is not there hope is believing that something can change when truly nothing will but i find the vase that holds
your body and i find the ashs of a true man some may call a coward some may call a friend a brother a son but i call you my
father i call you my cure as i walk the earth looking for your soul i know i see you as the hooded man that walks in the
shadows for as you walk the earth with you bag of masks you try to hide just so you can watch me grow so you can watch me become
a man but i know that the man i wanna become is you even though the flashing lights and the passing of money from an empty
wallet is what stained my hands of your blood you are still my hero you are still my father you are still the one i look to
when i need hope for as i said hope is when people believe in the unbelievable when people need something to keep them strong
even though i couldn't stand tall while you hung there i will always remember that you may not always have the rights stuff
to save the person from walking the earth but i was there to save your soul and save you from yourself for as i couldnt turn
off the flashing lights i still gave you a hand when everyone pulled theirs away i still gave you a hug when you were looked
at as a diseased man and i still looked up to you when you were called a coward for the one reason i did it was so in the end
i could prove to you i love you and prove to you im your little man for all i ever wanted was to have you proud of me all i
ever wanted was to me looked at as someone to talk to all i every wanted was to know you loved me as i finaly dug enough and
ready to give up i see the vase you lied in for all this time i see the final resting place you lie i see what the paths
you chose brought you as i worry the day that the man i will become is you im not scared for in the end of all of it you
were always there for the ones you loved and you were always the father ill never forget as each day goes on your image
fades more and more and the songs you sing go quieter and quieter i can still see you in the distance behide your masks
as you finaly see me become the man you wanted to see and i final become the carrier of your name i will never forget
behind the cowardness you had and the fears you had that in the end i was your only son and you loved me for as you
hung there to save me i fell further down i see that what you were trying to do was get away find that finaly resting
place i will always remember your words and your teachings some looked at you as unfit to have me or just i liked it
there cuz you gave me anything i want because you rarly saw me but it was because when you held me and kissed me goodnight
i can still feel your rough beard brush against me your light grip hold me and your heart beat through mine as i will
become you but i will also become me for i wanna be the guardin angel you are and i want you to know even though your
voice goes quietier and your image is harder to see i will always feel your heart beat through mine for as i speak with
my heart i thank you for giving me the sight of true beauty for you have shown me how too look at the world and how to
love even though i can't hold you in my arms or feel your beard brush against me i look to my hand and see the piece
that was yours i see the ring you wore when your happiest moment was and i will always wear it for i will always write
my words and look through my heart for this is what you hoped for i am the man you are but i also am my own man i will
always remember what you did for me and i will always remember the laughs together you will never be replaced but i will
look to you as the father of my past as i accept the father of my future even though you had the flashing lights blinding
you and the movement of cash out of an empty wallet with the man i accept now will always look to a bottle for help look
to a bottle as an escape i know that he has a pure soul like you and i will never replace you ill just look to you both as
my fathers for as we all have our faults and all have the weight of the world on our shoulders i know that i have done my
job for i know you both love me and are both proud of the man i have become and it is thanks to the heart beat of both of
you i am strong enough now to stand tall and throw the world off my shoulders even though i let you hang there i will
always stand tall now to help and protect those loved ones around me with one hanging body you have saved the heavens of
filling up with souls who havent fully grown thanks to you being my guardin angel and living through me you have saved the
heavens of wiping prayers from loved ones as those who call you that coward or the one who jump when pushed to much i look
at you as my true father as my role model as the true hero in my life and the reason i am looked at as the hero who saved
loved ones weaping the prayers to the heavens

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