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EGOISTIC


There seems to be this monster
All locked inside of me
Where I to free it for a moment
It would virtually strangle me

It’s gentle when I feed it
It dwells on thoughts & words
It has not limitations
A vision beyond my words

Struggling to keep it in bondage
At times it runs scot free
It kindles up a fire
That’s just not meant to be

It portrays me in its image
One I can’t detest
It can hurt a lot of people
Were it not locked deep inside

A few call it my ego
The largest they have seen
In all my reasonable humbleness
It seems so dear to me

Were I to ever silence it
And let the people speak
I doubt in all my wisdom
There a monster would not be

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