My hero is dead. how poetic that he died doing what he loved most, he died in the Targa rally in Western Australia on Friday the 8th of September. this is the person that i have admired for as long as i can remember. when i found out i would not accept that it was true. how can some one as beautiful as Peter Brock be dead?
Today I saw my hero fall apart
the one who taught me to be strong
on the outside i look fine
but on the inside i am dying
my strength is overcome by pain
my love for you remains the same
lonliness is setting in
i have no-one to free my sins
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