By furby123
i relied on them, my heroes and my friends
to ensure that all of us would not meet our ends
something inside each of us allowed us to go on
fighting from dusk until the very early dawn
we met many strangers, whom would never talk
just fought by our side for a fee, and along with us they’d walk
the battle ahead was tough, many could be lost
surely being heroes would not come without a cost
guided by an outside force, our moves not just our own
perhaps a child who knew my pain, and would til he was grown
perhaps he lost his mother, like i had my dad
but maybe it was guiding us that made him a little less sad
the pages turned, and by the end, our path, it had been altered
with smiles on our faces, knowing that we never faltered
there was one we lost, and yes, it brought us pain
and from our guide above, sorrowful tears did rain
but one day he shall return, guided by that force
perhaps on a new battlefield, with brand new foes, of course
and i will fight right by his side, i will be support
and then i will return, to write one more report.
Nin10doh98
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