Stuck in my own Hubris
I didn't see
That the greatest gift the gods had ever sent me
Was right in front of me
Ignorant to my own stupidity
I let the present be ruined
By my own selfish desires
That my ego wrongfully fuelled.
There's not poem that I can now craft
To explain how I ruined our past
Lengthy words will not suffice
To describe my own demise
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Thoughts, Memories and Dreams From Long Ago - A Poem Collection.
PoetryOld poems, cellphone notes, and long lost verses that I've recently re-discovered.
