The Fall of the Narcissist

My eyes scan you over,
lips curl into a distorted smirk.
Your adorable,
you know.
With your kitty pool of a brain,
and the white pearls that reveal your trampy remains.
Fuck you, and your overpriced society.
Your purchased adoration,
Name brand mutilation.
Porn's executed prohibition.

Pathetic in your own demise,
Did you actually think you would win?
As I disappear and transform in
The shadow of your own demolition.

Adieu, mon cher ami On ne te verra plus.