Vain

Vanity; denial blames me to stay
it is only here that one can measure
the curve of a lash
and end in a blink of an eye; crash
into my houses
the road is too long to last
I will take care of your body bag
I will take care of the masses
in sweet denial
your body was my prison
your smile was the beginning
of my vanity

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