What’s It Like To Be A Superhero?

How wonderful it’d be to able to soar through the sky,
One arm stretched out with hands coiled into fists while punching straight through a cloud or two.
Maybe save a damsel in distress while cupid shoots an arrow through both of our lonely hearts.
How about teleporting from this cold city,
To the dunes of Egypt as I surf sand seas as hot as my burning passion to see difference.
Then,
A gentle waltz through the glaciers of Antarctica,
Just to touch,
Feel and see something as cold as my heart once was.
A symbol of every pitch-black memory fading away in light of a new vision brought to life through heroic dreams.
Saving myself from,
This Anger I’ve held in for quite too long…

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