Graffiti
The argument is well known
Is it art
Or is it vandalism
The crisp yellows
In neat little lines
The reflective yellows
Just pointing a sign
A sign to a gem
A gem to a bank
And from the bank
You get to the smuggling man
A dangerous occupation
Even if they aren't
Making an interfering
Deal
For the ones that we love
We would do any task
Even if it involves death
Sometimes even a mask
Heroes hide behind the truth
Not letting their emotions show through
They rest with angels
That is their way
But don't for a moment
They are angels
They are not gods
They are not immortal
All men will fall someday
Because you can try
And be almighty
But you will fall as a human
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