Vanity
by Jason Deal

O beauty, thou art like a vile thorn
That doth pierce my heart
Like a poisonous flower
That is appealing to the eye
Evil and deceptive, thou art undetectable
Like masterfully forged art
To suffer at the hands of vanity
Tis the blasphemy of all shades
Concealed on the outside the corrosion within
Dont let the lie devour you like sin

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Poem Copyright 2000 by Jason Deal

 

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