If pride goes before the fall, what then, before the pride?
Did too many say too much?
Did the words meant only to lift, cause soaring flight instead?
Was vanity a better bargain than the full cost of staying true?
Did the warmth of the spotlight cool the desire for authenticity?
If pride goes before the fall, what then, before the pride?
Thoughts
Whispers
Murmurs
Yells
Screams
Resonating, drowning out reason
Falling.
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