What They Say of Me (A Poem)

I heard upon a birth of flame
Within the nighttime sky,
The sullen, horrid, sultry scream
Of a thought that wouldn't die.

Deep laden groves etched deep and hard
On every singe mind.
Old stories told with nothing new,
And nothing left to find.

I had lost the very sight of me,
In the stories they would tell,
So much so I thought I lived,
Between their heaven and their hell.

Now, perfection looms in spite of who
The others say I'll be,
I just need accept and move beyond,
What they say of me.

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