Pride, the Enemy

I am with Pride on a cliff.
My hands are on hips,
Conquering the horizon
With a gaze of steel.

Who knew I was long buried
Beneath layers of rock and flesh.
Eyes searching but without sight,
Suffocating under the weight of Pride, the enemy.

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