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And my heroes uses to sit on tall pedestals Above normal men But they reached too high into the sky The statues of my mind Reached the sun and ignited Turned to ash And fell at my feet. Heros made men Once more at my feet Able to sin like men should On the dirt from which we all come
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Jul 8, 2013
Jul 8, 2013 at 5:08 AM UTC
Pedestal
And my heroes uses to sit on tall pedestals Above normal men But they reached too high into the sky The statues of my mind Reached the sun and ignited Turned to ash And fell at my feet. Heros made men Once more at my feet Able to sin like men should On the dirt from which we all come
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Jul 8, 2013
Jul 8, 2013 at 5:08 AM UTC
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