She watches over a broken city.
Her eyes cool and calm,
hide all the insecurities.
She swears her life to theirs-
their happiness, their safety,
while she falls apart inside.
Even she yearns for a Superman.
Not a miracle,
just someone to crawl into,
when the weight is unbearable.
And she fights to save lives
while she questions the reasons
to breath, to live.
Hollow, her words, her actions.
She has no home
to comfort the cries inside.
She's the hero.
She's not supposed to break.
But even she,
still yearns for a Superman
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