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The Myth of False Love
Juliet Roxspin Oct 2016
Rain falls from the clouds
Water from the sky
I'll be ******
if you think you can
**** with me one more time

Narcissus has a script
Narcissus has a plan
Narcissus wants to see you do
a little song and dance

He's under the illusion
Everyone around him is dumb
Offer any logical opinion
And once more he's on the run

Narcissus offers you a fantastical amazing deal
Narcissus offers a real awesome solution
Narcissus will conveniently be
too busy or forgetful
to follow through on his promises
Naricissus leaves you in a web of confusion

Don't trust him
Let that ship set sail
Any ounce of self-respect you lend to him
Will check-bounce to no avail

Real men don't abandon responsibility
Abandon other humans, ex-lovers, children
For familiar blank void shores
What only matters is sending Narcissus on a flight
onto Icarus's wings, watch him burn, in the light of a perfect
sun
Forget the blank void shores
Your mirror is cracked like your soul
Because when it rains it pours

He's under the illusion
Everyone around him is dumb
His only love is himself
His mirror is a pair of mental handcuffs
And he's on the wing of Icarus
Soaring straight into the sun

Everyone around him is dumb
So he thinks
As he soars
Into the sun
Everyone is dumb

The reflecting light hits his mirror
The mirror that is never enough
And Narcissus finally sees from the light of the sun- himself
And it's far too late
To remove the handcuffs

So much for the familiar blank void shores
Because when it rains it pours

— The End —