I hate the man of steel
His existence makes me shiver
For he feels no pain
His heart is made of bronze
Hard as spear
Cold as my tomb
His voice over the silence
Echoes through my head
For he booms like thunder
With few words he could speak
His fist is made of iron
That seizes me from my grave
He is no superman
He killed the child that was me
Bounded with chains
Of eternity
With fierce eyes, he looked
My way
Ready to kill
I searched for kryptonite
Useless
It won't pay his price
And then he fell on his knees
Unto the cold night
All I saw were tears
In his eyes
03.06.07
02:02 am
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