Vanity: The Road to Insanity

Vanity: The road to insanity

Look closer, the mirror does lie

When will I realize that all I am made up of is dry dust
However pretty, in time it is bound to turn course, to rust
Of use it is nought to cling to my threateningly thinning tress
To despair and depress when her my skin-deep beauty fails to impress. 
Detach from this crude matter I so so long to. I so so must.

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