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[stellarpneuma]

The Blinded Son

I want to be a hero
I want them all to see me
I want my body wrapped in flags
And sent across the sea.

I could save so many lives
And bless you with my love
They'd finally give me a name
And then at last I'd be someone.

And then I again realize
I'm useless with my broken eyes
I'll always be a cast-aside
Blinded, lonely, motionless.

An angel blessed with mangled wings
Complete with guilt and wretched dreams
A crippled portrait of a child
That no one will remember.

But when I am alone at night
I can at last pretend to be
The hero that so many love
And in this moment I am free.