Narcissus, Narcissus... Narcissistic you,
Relentless in pursuit of the damage you can do.
To shame & to punish, manipulate & use,
It's your hobby it seems to gaslight & abuse.
You lie & you slander to anyone who hears,
Your version of events told with crocodile tears.
Your audience enraged by your terrible plight,
Captive to your fight, flying monkeys take flight.
They take on your cause & spread slander & shame,
But little do they know that to you it’s a game.
You twist & exploit, deceive with your charm,
As part of your aim to conjure up harm.
To control & to isolate, then devalue & discard,
The souls with no self whose name you have marred.
Narcissus, Narcissus… Narcissists & their crew,
Those who stood around & did nothing, but knew.
Of the injury instilled on the souls with no self,
Who little by little lost faith in oneself.
When the seasons shall turn & your karma be due,
May mercy overlook the people like you.
Dee
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