The Betrayal of Vanity

The Vanity of a Beauty
Passes in Time

Vanity so strong so thick
Can barely touch you with a stick

Reflection only can satisfy
Can’t see the person deep inside

Pick your friends for looks and class
Do these friendships ever the last?

Fall from noble grace as it ends
Where are all your pretty friends?

The cost of beauty cannot find
The truth of love and of mind

So caught up in a mental game
In the end, the soul is maimed

To find the truth that was once seeded
To find again now it is needed

As beauty fades it always does
You must find your faith from up above

Find what you’ve lost up on a shelf
What is left is inner self

Beware of the fickle mirror and
its beautiful reflectionsMirror

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