**Diclaimer:(Although I loathe these kind of things I feel there are a few points that should be stressed before sharing this piece...The author of this work gave me this piece as a gift and wished to remain anonymous.They have since passed from this earth.I do not wish to profit form sharing this piece or to discredit this person as a creative soul.I just wish to share what they had to share and to shed some light into what is part of a spirit ,even when a spirit parts...***
Fading Salvations....
Pens sketching away anonymous heros
Only to be defined by imagination
And left in a haze of dusty lead
To halls of justice
In children's imaginations
Archaic images form
And fade with age...
Adolescence ends, and imagery fades
Heros dissipate, but the need remains
In a world of harsh reality.
Where have my heros gone...
~*Anonymous*~
~*~This is for those who understood the fire but chose to step
away from the flame...Gone but not forgotten...Not entirely
anonymous,JL,will be missed...~*~