Hello Ego
Hello Ego
Teach me
the words of sorry and please
for my soul lies ill at ease
outwardly distant,my milieu so dim
Hello Ego
how do I stoop so low
when my backbone you chivalrously stow
be led on blindly like a well crafted cart
yet you molded me gallop that of a spirited horse
The darkness
that always make twinkle the stars
Listen,
to these sullen sounds of solitude
and nudge forward right towards the periphery
Break your ties
and let me dine with the destitute
Strike the bold lines
between you and the rebel in line
just to fit in my hump
right through the minute doors like the eye of a needle
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