We make them our gods, bow for forgiveness, sacrifice our ego,  then discover we loved a narcissist, and wisdom was asleep while we built altars for humans.

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Oh, how the mighty gods that we build, fall;

how they crumble and fall, when we lose our faith

Oh, how our hearts that we’ve made so stout, break;

how they break and shatter, when we become a wraith

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The first glance that we steal is sheer attraction,

it’s only the silver lining that shines, and that we see

There may be billowing clouds of darkness within,

but ‘go on, be a fool!’, our desires make a strong plea

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Attachment comes groveling and crawling then,

masking our insecurities and binding us with chains

They become the reasons for our happiness and sorrow,

as stupidity thrives and runs through our veins

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Then comes love, the sweet, sickly love,

we make them our gods, with our knees so weak

We bow to them, and we seek their forgiveness;

we sacrifice our ego, we aim only to please

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The final stage is hurt, it is a cold, sharp dagger;

with the blade of betrayal, it cuts our hearts deep

That we loved a narcissist, it comes as a shock;

knowing it all along, our wisdom was asleep

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While we are doing all this to ourselves,

our subconscious stands as a somber guard

She is hard steel, she doesn’t care for any gods;

amidst the raging chaos, her stance is always hard

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We stand aside and we look at ourselves;

misery, anguish, and the loss of all faith

When the mighty gods that we build, fall,

we become the ghosts of ourselves, a grey wraith