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I don’t want a hero

I saved myself long ago

Prince Charming?

Maybe

But I don’t want a castle

Or the flashy lights

Maybe on my terms

By my means

And someone to stand by me

But not to take my breath away

To hold my hand yes

Love me nice and slow

Respectfully

Confidently

Mutually

Yes

The thunder to my lightening

The paper for my ink

The sweet to my sour

The humour in my laughter

So I don’t want a hero

But if you need a hero

Call me

By: Aleah Charlemagne

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