Stepping from the shadow
Of the man I once called me
Looking back it's clear that man
Was never meant to be
He struggled, fought and writhed to stay
But as I stepped away
The memories he sought to save
Were lost among the countless waves
Of time which forged a newer way
The man I now call me.
About the Creator
Vicious Avarice
The ramblings of a man obsessed with fate. Poetry, quotes, and inspiration. I am a published author who rides the beast of imagination. A storyteller. Check out my children’s book “The Christmas Monster” on Amazon or wherever books are sold
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