vanity
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You don’t miss me
And me neither Missy
Life is full of shocks and surprises
To the foodies, everything is about business
Tu te couches Manouche
Comme une mouche
Sans prendre ta douche
Très loin de moi
Où tu ressembles à une croix
Now I’m OFF THE ROCKS NOT... On The Rocks... !!!!!
Cos We NEED TO Put A STOP...
To ALL THIS ... “ Look what I’ve got ! “...
Diamonds For TYRANTS And Gold For LOST SOULS... !!!!!
Destiny of a cursed “Runt”
Why did I stray?
I misbehaved,
Suddenly I feel beyond ashamed.
Stringent to my body
Rigorous hobby
Destiny of a cursed “Runt”
Why did I stray?
I misbehaved,
Suddenly I feel beyond ashamed.
Stringent to my body
Rigorous hobby
ARROGANCE ... Or ... Self BELIEF ... ??????
Which of These Is Part of ME ... ?
I Have An Idea But What Do You See ... ?
Some Have Said They See ... VANITY ... !!!!!
Well For Many Years I Saw ..... UGLY ......
They say myths and legends are old tale
from forgotten times where time ails
but myths are not forgotten
it least not by the young
We hear old legends of Athena and Hera
Dear reflection,
I am the lone sparrow that glides through the dead forest,
I am mute but yet I still speak.
A mockingbird that's tune falls on deaf ears.
Dear You,
I ask wholeheartedly,
If I were to die today,
Who might miss me?
No, not those in my immediate heart,
But what of those who knew my soul?
He tells me lies, but shows the truth.
I ask him what he thinks
somewhere hiding near a wall
I whisper
Who's the fairest of them all?
Your toxic glass draws me in
Once upon a time there was a prince,
Ever dwelling amidst despondency and rage,
Those breeding his soul for persecution, and since
It dug its way into his chest, against his heart war will wage.
America, Americathe land of the freeAmerica the beautifulbuilt on bravery
But are we as boundlessas we claim to be?
Paper dolls delicately scatter across the plains.
Their grace and poise burdened for my name.
Either they sneered or talked with me seeing,
Because they did a pretty lousy job for me not to glance away.
My Vanity,
Is turning to extremity.
I'd say its a necessity.
The best damn part of me,
it's like I won the lottery.
Of all the insecurities,
mine is an impurity.
Have you got the cure for me?
You have always puzzled me
You seem to be nothing more than a beautiful face
With blue, bashful, stormy eyes
I look in my mirror everyday,
I always ask "are you ok?"
My mirror does not like to talk, only to listen
My mirror will never leave me on my mission
but what if my mirror is gone?
what if I am left all alone?
I always joke about impressions and lie that I don't heed.
But when camera snaps goes off, it's the fortieth picture I keep.
So there goes my humility. Good-bye shame.
Valor; great courage in the face of danger.
virtute magna temeritate in periculo
Vanity excessive pride.
vanitatem sine superbia
The harshest light is the one,
we choose to use to see.
The blemish of society has become,
a billboard of tragedy.
With beauty's definition,
now warped in the minds of our youth.
Wheres the god i always wanted
i feel like my minds haunted
Everytime my eyes wide closed
theres a slim chance its open
how do you know the grass is green
if you aint on the other side
To clear all the expectations. All the allegations. All the sensation from a human is to take them...
Apart
And stitch them into a shell of their former selves
Like shiny new trophies in a glass case in hell
Give me that, let me help you.
Stop and listen before you dig a hole I can't get you out of.
You're stubborn.
No, I'm determined.
You're cynical.
No, I'm cautious
You're a sore loser.
No I'm competitive.
I can go all day with this
O Muse, take pity one me! For I cannot retell half as well as thee!
Daedalus, Daedalus, creator of many the glorious thing,
Daedalus, Daedalus, the one who gave Man wing,
In Crete, that wretched place,
There’s so much that I don’t see,
When all I think about is me.
Too preoccupied with my hair,
I don’t see a man waiting there,
Sitting on the curb,
Huddled in the soaking wet.
In his hands, a tin can
People today focus on superficial interests
They have a focus telling them that
Sex is success
Wealth is success
Vanity is success
Popularity is success
Shallow as a puddle of tears
blurred lines with black smears
no one sees what's underneath
no ones seen that girl in years
Superficial beauty style
overly painted little smile
skimpy, short, tight, or fit
Blinded by your misconception,
You're afraid, but still you walk
Aimlessly in a new direction,
Refusing to admit you're lost
Carelessly, you've embarked on this journey
There was a man in the lake
Whose good looks were but a fake.
But the envy had spread
To Narcissus’ head,
And he drowned the man in the lake.
I haven't found beauty----I found beauty
It isn't in a diamond----It drips off my mascara
It isn't in a flower----It colors my lips
Maybe it's in your eyes----Maybe only some are born with it
To perm or not to perm-that is the question:
Whether it is nobler in the mind to embrace the kink
The twist outs, the rollers and the de-tangler
This government’s economy has the vanity of my insanity
Givin’ rich kids free rides while they can't even cover my book fee
Financial Aid said I'm too rich to be poor
All it took was one shot
For you to spiral down the drain
‘Cause though you may have fought
You couldn’t evict the pain
All it took was one thought
For you to decide it was time
What is that shining shimmering there?
If I moved but a foot I could know myself.
But, would it be truth I saw that thing so rare?
I go to the mall all
Alone.
Scuffed up sneakers, old blue jeans. Headphones in.
This way, I’m like an eagle above the earth,
Observing the world from afar.
See the young couples holding hands.
Hot combs, creme relaxer
Ceramic finish of an iron.
Spritz so the style holds.
Changes with the decade, but the fascination never gets old.
Needles & thread, Packs or bundles
10-20 inches long
The best of morning time is seeing you,
Your rich and big chocolate-covered eyes,
And that sweet smile that tells nothing but true,
That can soften the white clouds of the sky
