ECHOES of EGO
Some find delight in me
Some get a fright
Some may distance me
I am like a shadow in
the night
Such is my charisma
Or u can say an Enigma
However u may paint me
my spell is not going
to fade
Often I lay a
battlefield
Where stormy war are
fought
Hanging between life
and death
I choose to call for a draw
Where neither it is won
or lost
The conflicts are clear
at times
Virtues versus vice
yet it can wage a war
disputing of trivial size
Like most, I love money
Feel elated to be
called Honey
My games are insane
Boasting helps me
inflate
My ethos are self
pretend
At the slightest I take
offence
If you try to escape me
I entrap you with more
grievance
Not just that, I can
add
Repentance, arrogance, Vengeance
These are my unread diaries
Echoed my coveted wealth
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