The Bane of Life

The world was but mine to grab,
Though common sense slipped away.
Leaving I, a thoughtless thinker,
My mind so easily frayed.

Human I am, a common man,
Tall like a sprouting flower.
Though in the eyes of greater men,
Life had no purpose with the absence of power.

But I kept my pride, I kept my life,
At the price of immortality,
Though I may not be remembered,
At least I've kept morality.





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