Disposable Heroes
left out as kids at school
live as outcasts the goldern ruel
disappeared from the radar
into the shadows of hell
how i hated the sound of that bell
human punchbags thats all we are
born to silence and disapointment
as disposable heroes we do stay
beconed and taunted by kids at play
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