10/30/2019

An Endless line of Sidekicks


Far from the spotlight
wandering aimlessly through life
Imperceptibles.
We all walk with our costume under the skin.
Hiding it in plain sight, holding it back, afraid of

We all have a token funeral to cry to
Of people who still are alive
They killed our hero
Leaving nothing but a sidekick.

The tragic origins,
were a gift of the youth.
it´s a simple story
yet nobody cares to listen

And the powers are never enough
Because it seems that is always too late
too big
too strong

Too painful...
To forget



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