Me, who am I?
I am superman
I fly into the most beautiful girl’s heart
And make a stand without being her friend
I do not have a “s” on my chest
But I do have a bulletproof vest against all negative emotions
I am the best, so girl forget the rest
With those eyes of mines I can read your mind
Staring right through the window of your soul
Honey, I am the man with the plan.
It wasn’t until I flew above your head
Then crashed right into the middle of Manhattan
Right in your bed
That I realize that I was just another man
Such energy, brought me “the man”
Right into your hands begging for another chance
Well now, here I am on my knees crying, hoping you will take me back
Because baby you are my kryptonite.
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Author:
Landsley Alexandre (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 27th, 2011 10:10
- Category: Love
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Comments1
Aw, sweet! The image so delightfully sets it off, next the title, and then....everything is so perfect! I love how you drew it! Very sweet! I enjoyed it. You always express the guy's side so very well, it is delightful.
Thanks for reading 🙂
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