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Alterego

Whenever I sit down
to create poetic art
the spirit of my alterego
suddenly begins to bark
he completely takes over me
as he gradually enhances my mind
helping me to discover the amazing word play
that within myself I never thought I'd find
it's like I'm swimming in a river
drowning in inspiration during a storm
showering me with magical thoughts
as the poet within me is slowly reborn
his lyrical angels pick me up and allow me
to ride on the comfort of their wings
I shout out of happiness and glory
as the heavens of excitement above me sing
breathing, inhaling deep inside of my lungs
the powers of my alterego
while exhaling the poisonous toxins of writer's block
that have been collapsing the bridge below
to me he is a special gift
my water, my fire, my one love
installed in me by the hands
of the Mighty One above
this ego of mine floats on the clouds
in the very back of my mind
and whenever I'm in need I just call on him
to help me spit these beautiful rhymes
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Written by GlennMcCrary
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