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But Glitter Fades
Like the smoke and mirrors and shards of glass
For a few moments you burst forth ablaze.
But oh, such moments, how they come to pass,
Thieving the images of glory days.
The light in some eyes appears natural,
Yet yours exude an icy fluorescence.
All is façade, is merely factual,
Only incidental luminescence.
Your circus may commandeer cavalcades,
Their loyalty fierce with fervor today,
But their memory, like your glitter, fades.
Only the authentic are here to stay.
Today’s kindling is yesterday’s treasure
And the cycle turns measure for measure.
