Narcissistic
His body is a palace; A beautiful palace,
With no woman to share it with on this lonely starry night.
Buried in unforeseen tragedy,
Sparkling deep ocean eyes only seen by the man in the mirror
The Greeks would praise such glorious proportion as his.
A God amongst men.
A gladiator in an everlasting battle with time,
For it is only time that will eventually defeat him.
Already the wrinkles upon his face show more and more each day.
He is not privileged with eternity.
Yet only when his mind clears and his spirit set free,
Will he find love again...
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