Charlatan


His eyes breath love
Does he mean to destruct
Askance I observe:
Soul entangled in remedies
Reckless graces consume his morals
Awaiting direction, infantile,
He arraigns his dearth
His evident traits manifest his pathetic self
Narcissism is his affection
My guilty conscience laments

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