Pride

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Pride

Pride is seeping
As his mother is weeping
Being led
And bringing in hatred

He casts her to be gone
Thinking he won
Only to be mistaken
His heart shattered when

They quit caring
Only staring
Of how foolish he is
His heart settling on an axis

He stares at the cliff
His life over with
His mind made
Unable to be saved

Until her touch
It didn't cause much
For his mother's love
To be his own dove

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