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Mr E May 2017
Last night I fell within myself
therein the shadow found me.
Chasing us from eden
from answers all men must know.
I came across the highest tower
with old and ancient script.
Each brick laid by different hands
each signed by every man to exist.
Within there sprawled the deepest maze.
Labyrinthine with echoed sounds.
I climbed it to the top and found
the answer to man's suffering.
An answer to all lost things.
Mr E May 2017
What a ****** feeling
to realize,
I've lived my whole life wrong
Mr E May 2017
Here I stand again
as if I never had left
all alone once more
Mr E Apr 2017
His whole life he feared
to be forgotten
and to forget all he did.
So he built a tower
high enough
for the world to see.
It took him his whole life
to make his mark.
He finally breathed his last
with his tower in sight.
But when he awoke
as a new man
many years later.
He saw that tower
still standing.
But didn't recognize it
at all.
Mr E Apr 2017
Realization is by far the sweetest of all things.
No amount of money can buy it
when they turn.
Oh when they turn!
Or when you lock eyes you can almost taste it!
A bitterness blooms and fills the room.
Some react with grief,
mostly anger out of desperation.
Because when the jig is up and they finally know,
the curtain lifts and the ghost writer steps forward,
alone.
Mr E Mar 2017
We have so many choices in life
that we forget
how in control we really are.
Mr E Mar 2017
We live a dying fight
Like warmth from an exhausted fire
We all wane like setting suns
The only question is when
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