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I forged my dreams in the mire of regret The past had not passed me for long The angel of Death awaits my plea of ignorance While the sands of time bury my aspiration I acknowledge my mistakes Yet, do not learn from them-- Walking backward with Epimetheus off the cliff My disdain surmounts my discerning heart's integrity Between me, myself, and I We produce the same Lie Gouging out my eyes to spite my mind I am solely affixed to its lack of fervor My descent into dissent imprisons me This island is no longer a paradise I cannot run from my own mind But, I can turn down the volume, just for tonight...
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Sep 19, 2018
Sep 19, 2018 at 7:01 PM UTC
Me, Myself & I
I forged my dreams in the mire of regret The past had not passed me for long The angel of Death awaits my plea of ignorance While the sands of time bury my aspiration I acknowledge my mistakes Yet, do not learn from them-- Walking backward with Epimetheus off the cliff My disdain surmounts my discerning heart's integrity Between me, myself, and I We produce the same Lie Gouging out my eyes to spite my mind I am solely affixed to its lack of fervor My descent into dissent imprisons me This island is no longer a paradise I cannot run from my own mind But, I can turn down the volume, just for tonight...
This poem is about not learning from your mistakes. I use Epimethius as a metaphor, because, in Greek mythology Epimethius
#allegory#mistakes#solemn#silence
adam-kinsley
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37/M/Mesa, AZ
Sep 19, 2018
Sep 19, 2018 at 7:01 PM UTC
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