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My Hero

Six foot one, with eyes of steel Just one stare would make you keel When he walks in a room, people feel his presence All women want him but probably just for the essence The voice of an angel with the look of a thug But he’s kind and caring and would give you a hug All the talent in the world can do what he wants Sex and drugs mostly because that’s what he flaunts He’s the voice of a generation, The best singer in the world But unfortunately for him, he just lost his girl She’s gone forever and can’t comeback Believe it or not he’s on the same track. So much money and so much fame But that can never seem to hide his pain He has lost all interest in the music he’s made Drugs have control and now he begins to fade We heard nothing from him until 2002 That was when we all found out, that he had died too. Empty in his apartment alone and rotten Layne Staley was my hero and will never be forgotten

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 2/7/2016 11:06:00 PM
JAMES, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
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