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Dear Vanity

You portray yourself as beauty
And if you are
You are the ugliest part of it

You get lost in your image to the point the people can't appreciate the art of it

You manipulate the physique
Face a facade

I dare say
You forgot who the artist is

You put others down for keeping it real

Well that's a flex like the cartilage

You are conceited
Resistance of this fact is futile

Vanity
Let me address the table

It's funny how in some ways you're just a personified dressing table

But I digress

Yo favorite part is the mirror on the wall where you write your affirmations and proclaim self best dressed

Mirror mirror on the wall who's the fairest of them all

Unfortunately
Not you

Vanity

Wash away the facade and apologize to all the people you made believers out of maybe it's Mabelene
On the contrary maybe it's make belief

No really
Turn the faucet on
Cup your hands together
Reach into the wash basin and collect as much of this mystical liquid as you can gather
Close your eyes and splash it on your face inhale and open your eyes
Are you satisfied with what you see
Or did your heart just sink
This here is the liquid of truth
The truth only hurts when you've built a lifestyle on lies
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
Behold

Vanity

Sincerely yours
Wes Lee The Wordsmith