Wednesday, 16 September 2015

Behemoth ego

Padded in iron armoury.

A sword pulled out from the sheath

pierced deep, bleeding my wound.

Warrior in me waged a war

 with an enemy;  inside me.

Rising like Sphinx

to greater heights.

A newer me marches,

residue of ego, lies buried.


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