Face In the Mirror
The face in the mirror looks right at me
A dainty forgery I ain't acquianted with
Complete with a counterfeit smile
Perfect deception has found its niche'...
Eyes they say can never lie
Don't remember the last time they didn't
A dandy accomplice to my facial couture
Marked by a slick evasive glint...
The idyllic countenance...the devil-may-care
The proud alibis of my embrace with deceit
Being me isn't good enough...being true isn't safe
Ironical but true...feigning indeed is a feat...
The face in the mirror gloats my success
Blending perfectly in this masquerade of delight
With a silent promise to keep me afloat
A definite assurance to conceal my plight...
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