Superficial

Your superficial
Doesn't equal
The man that lies beneath
Your fantastic tales
Of feats and strengths
In your honor, bequeathed
Of gloss and of glam
This life a sham
True colors yet unleashed
These games that you play
To have your way
Narcissism your sheath
Homeage to your skill
These lies that spill
To mirr_or your conceit
Pure evil in breath
Rests but with Death
Laying still your heartbeat

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