narcissists
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She stands tall and proud
With leafy crowns
Decorating her branches
The track runners
Have finished their race
And are given her abundance of
Crowns
Yet the Title of Royality
Kissing a body
That you've dismembered
With the hacksaw of lust
Pouring yourself
A cup of blood
And drink it like an
Intoxicating fine wine
With the cup of a glorified king
