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HeroesAbilities beyond normal  Skills above average  Each one is unique   
The Time Bender  Able to freeze any scene   
The Artistic Seer  Paints scenes of upcoming tragedies   
The Two-Face Mother  Which face is she wearing now?   
The Flying Candidate  Will he accept his destiny?   
The Indestructible Cheerleader  Her bones and skin can never be broken   
The Power Absorber  Will unite them all   
Heroes of our time  With extraordinary powers  Will unite, when the time comes  To complete their mission   
They will Heroes
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Shadow HeroesShadow Heroes   
Pink Ponies everywhere  
Pretty Colors all the way  Talking flowers and butterflies  Giant rainbows in the skies   
I can feel the madness rise                       Small pixies are my demise  Locked up in this crazy place  And all my angst was lost away   
Watch me lose my cool  Watch me with these fools  See me desperate  With no escape   
Shadow Heroes, Shadow Heroes  Binded, confined, defying the game  Shadow Heroes, Shadow Shadow Heroes
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Heroes of the WestIt was early morning in the Wild West and all was quiet as the sunlight lit up a small town. Accompanying the bright rays of sunlight into town, were two figures riding horses. One horse, golden as the early morning sun, had seated upon him a tall rider with hair that seemed to glisten of gold. Riding along side him, was a horse as black as night, and the rider perched upon him had burgundy hair that looked like it was the product of a rich red wine.   
As the two young men rode through the main street of the town, the horses kicking up dry dust, rain not having fallen in months, they passed many people as they opened their stores f Heroes of the West
in Prose
heroesthey lived long lives  filled with hard work,  fried chicken, and  heart attacks   
he gambled  
every day of his life  and never missed  a house payment   
she crocheted  and wallpapered  and never missed  The Price Is Right   
they survived  the depression  Minnesota winters  a lost baby   
and for decades  still smiled when  the other entered  the room   
no one told them  that people don’t  
love forever  
anymore heroes
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Heroes: DysfunctionalDysfunctional.."Who's ready for pie?"Your voice… doesn't belong here. It belongs in a big, brightly-lit house with a table laden with good food, with bustling servants, with a happy family sitting around it. Do you actually see that big, brightly lit house, the laden table, the happy family, when you close your eyes, Ma? Do you see them with your eyes open?Say something, Ma. And this time, let it not be some mindless prattle about wine or pie I wouldn't mind pie How can you pretend everything's fine and that this is just another family Thanksgiving? What sort of family do you think this is? When have we ever had Thanksgiving dinner in Pe Heroes: Dysfunctional
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Heroes and FoolsHeroes and Fools   
Glory should be an accident,  Not something that so many seek,  Not something used to show your strength,  And used to show others how they are weak   
Glory is for fools,  So unavoidably so,  Because only a fool would want,  To tread where heroes go   
Heroes are oft remembered,  Sadly because they died,  So it seems that only a fool,  Would want to end their life   
A true hero neither seeks glory,  Nor do they even want it,  They simply live their part in the story,  And the hand they're dealt, play with   
A tr Heroes and Fools
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HeroesHeroes  Sometimes you got to wonder…  Out here in the wild, untamed, woodlands.  Your life is short as it is, but now it’s on borrowed time.  Listening to strange burps, squeaks and the odd throaty growl.   
Every shadow, small or big, hides something hideous.  Your senses are raw… hunting, searching to find some kind of safety.  Muscles are tight and sore, ready to defend your fragile life.  There! Movement just around the corner.   
Why do we adventure?  Why do we leave our loved ones behind…?  Never knowing that this may be last time we see or hold their f Heroes
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A Narriative: No More Heroes
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All the Heroes Gone
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heroesusually, the world ends  but you're still around  your heart fights a losing battle  with your primitive mind,  and trudges on   
substance crashing around  heads, like mosquitoes  and only a fraction of light  jetting before our feet  carrying mountains is a flinty job  but someone's gotta do it   
God said, let there be  humans, but let there also be  weight   
we're flat on our backs  kicking legs at a long  
and impassive sky  
until someone  will cling to the air with  his stomach and elbows  and hemorrage to get up  ag heroes
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Aren't We All HeroesAren't we all heroes  
Can't we all dream   
Are we so blinded  
That we can not see  Past our own reflections  Past our lonely dreams   
Aren't we still fighting  
Demons in and out   
Are we just drifting  
As this world passes by   
Are we not all heroes  
Can we not fly.  
 
Can we not reach out  
And touch every star  
 
Are we not all heroes  
Like those who have gone before   
Are we not heroes  Behind our own closed door. Aren't We All Heroes
in Poetry
Sonic Heroes' Fourth of JulyCharmy: (* Setting up picnic*) Foooooooooood! ^-^♪     Vector: That’s for later, you dumb-bell!   
Charmy: AAAWWWWWW!!!!♪ Can’t I have some now???   
Vector: Fine, you can have some………BROCCOLI!!! (*pulls out broccoli stalk*)   
Charmy: Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!  
 
Espio: (*sitting under shady tree*) Will you quit talking!! I’m trying to…….. Wait, I  
hear someone. Sounds like... ^-^   
Charmy: Uh oh… Quick! Lock him in his cage!!!   
Vector: What cage?   
Charmy: I dunno. Just hold him!!! &n Sonic Heroes' Fourth of July
in Prose
Sonic Heroes lyrics remadeSonic Heroes remade lyrics  By: Tarnish   
Running at the speed of sound,  If we’re around, better hit the ground,  Coz from enemies we rebound,   And with Sonic speed, we abound!  As a team we’ve got plenty new,  Cool moves, stuff I never knew,  We’re breakin’ thru every maze,  With Sonic style, because that’s the craze!   
Watch me as I’m going strong,  With my friends along!  This way nothing  can go wrong,  Eggman, so long!   
Sonic Heroes, All right, here goes!  We go so fast we’ll make a Sonic Boom! Sonic Heroes lyrics remade
in Poetry
HeroesWhat defines a hero -  
Flight stolen from the birds  Strength taken from a bear  Sight robbed from the eagles?  Or is there something more  More than flight  More than strength  More than X – ray vision?  Do we see only superpowers?  As our only champion  What about the everyday heroes  Have we forgotten about them?  They’ve done everything for us  More than we know  More than we’ll notice  More than we’ll care about?  Why can we not see that?  Are we blind  Can’t we take these blinders off  And see things as they are  Is that too much to ask? Heroes
in Poetry
Heroes                      Heroes   
Look at my flaws  
But  
See my heart   
Look at  
                   All those  
They kill…  
                                            &nbs Heroes
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We Were Heroes - Chapter 1
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We Were Heroes - Chapter 3
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HeroesWhere does it come from? This quest? This need to solve life's mysteries though the simplest of questions can never be answered. Why are we here? What is the soul? Why do we dream? Perhaps we'd be better off not looking at all. That's not human nature. Not the human heart. That is not why we are here.   
We all imagine ourselves the agents of our destiny. Capable of determining our own fate. But have we truly any choice in when we rise? Or when we fall? Or does a force larger than ourselves bid us our direction? Is it evolution that takes us by the hand? Does science point our way? Or is it God who intervenes, keeping us safe?   Heroes
in Prose
Meow- Apacolypse Heroes[ bass intro followed by guitar]   
here she comes, making her way  like a cat, she's untouchable   
her eyes drift through the crowd  she see's me and goes me--ow!   
i am locked into her eyes  i am falling for her lies  her claws they dig in my skin.. ( it feels nice)  she starts a dancing, so divine   
so close the contact , my body knows  the more our hips twist the more it shows  any longer i'll get a bloodynose   
 
her eyes burning in my soul  her body so flexible, like a cat she's untouchable  she licks her lips and goes me--ow!  & Meow- Apacolypse Heroes
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Gunstar Heroes -Game Review------Gunstar Heroes-----   
---How I Found it---   
Let me start with a little history lesson.  Gunstar Heroes is a classic game for the Sega Genesis ( Otherwise known as the "Megadrive" for those of you out of the states ), it was developed by Treasure and published by Sega in 1993.  In 2005, Treasure released another game called Gunstar Super Heroes on Nintendo's Game Boy Advance, a game I hope to touch on soon enough.  Back in 2005, my friend Andrew had bought the game, and let me borrow it.  I was instantly hooked, and just a month or so ago, my brother pointed out that Gunstar H Gunstar Heroes -Game Review-
in Prose
Heroes of Tricepta: Prolouge"Alumn? Where are you?" Elle the lugia called, her deep eyes scanning the throne room.   
"Here." An old voice chuckled, and a mewtwo appeared.   
"This is no time for hide an seek you guys." Tint called, his uxie form swiftly crossing the chamber.   
"We are in serious trouble, my closest friends." Renata the golden espeon replied,with her mate, Blitz the Flareon beside her. Elle gasped.   
"Y-you don't mean the other.... other... things," she spat the word out like a copper burn, "are going to attack us in hatching season? I need to look after my heir egg, and so do all of you."   
The five Heroes of Tricepta: Prolouge
in Prose
Heroes.Washed-up  drug abusers  that we call heroes.  Look up to them:  with their perfect hair  fake teeth  jetting off to  God-knows-where  for a year-round tan.  Surgeries and procedures  to keep them  picture perfect  in our scrutinising eyes.   
Old, fat  heroes of their day  sitting like regular people  with regular things  in regular places.  Few recognise them now:  hair droops,  no longer having  the volume of youth  takes away the sparkle  in their eyes and teeth  the hard work shows  the spotlight having taken Heroes.
in Poetry
HeroesIn the dictionary a hero is defined as a male or female with extraordinary powers of mind and/or body, mainly based in mythology, which allow them to perform extraordinary deeds.   
The media has they’re own definition of a hero.  They call the people who bring down the bad guys and save lives, the Heroes.  In some regard they’re right, the ones who save lives, depending on the situation, that is right in my book anyways.  The ones who catch the bad guys could be debatable, but I’m talking like the big guys…the ones that make the news.  When someone is that high in the hierarchy of things your Heroes
in Prose
HeroesHeroes are just villains dressed in disguise  Streets are filling with sighs  People are trying to lie about identities  
Risking something to save somebody  
Risking everything to save everybody  Flying through the clouds  Running underground   
They’re coming after you  
They’re coming after me  Put on a smile  Put on a frown  Tricking our gullible little minds  Believing that they’re something that they are not   
Will there be solitude?  Will there be truth spoken?   
Look past the mask  Or the costume  Look in the eyes   Heroes
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