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Vainglorious

If there was anything that mattered,
I would hold hope
that the very thing
would be me.
 
Profitably me.
Physically me.
Healthily me.
Numerously...
specifically me.
 
How I want
the descendents
to take record of
my actions, my
self-worth and
my philosophy.
How I want to make an impact
upon others.
 
But not at the expense of you.
Trust that my voice
would do nothing
to drown yours.
 
See, when I talk of my own success
I fear that others cower and are
dismayed
because of my competition.
And it is unfair,
to be sure,
but please
take my philosophy
and adopt it
as your own.
We’ll be friends
and write poems
together.
 
We will take history
and render it
unto us.
I will be your savior
and you will be mine.
 
Please be mine.
 
And know
we’ve all struggled
with success and narcissism
in a time.
In a time
such as this.
 
 
But you will be mine.
Know that
I will be yours
and you
will be mine.

Totally wrote this while drunk ;)

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