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Sep 2018
There is a beast that exists
A creature that heroes dare not face
That lives in the most putrid crevices of our souls
An animal that can't be killed
Ravenous with endless hunger
Never sleeping nor yielding
Pulling the strings to entice you along

This beast that dines on conscious men
With each bite it dulls the senses
And numbs its victims bodies and mind
People call it by many names
But none can remember once it's through
A Murmur in the wind
Buried beneath the ground

It can make the most convicted men walk away
The most angry men easily pacified
Sadness gone
Faded memories floating in the wind
We all face this monster
The demon lurking in the shadows
We have all forgotten our goals
Our dreams
We have all been eaten by this beast
That feeds on the aspirations of all men

Devouring your reason
Your drive and your purpose
All but distant ideas
Do not let the animal
That lives within us all
Consume your motivation
And dine on the dreams you hold closest to you
Never forget why you press onwards
For when you do
You are aimless
In a standstill
Mr E
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Mr E
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