Chump
He believes in magic,
something that's not real.
An egocentric plastic man,
a life led to be surreal.
He drowns himself in-
his narcissistic heart,
a cold dark abyss,
where loneliness rips him apart.
An excellent array of apathy,
absentee from all social connection,
a phantom based identity,
he's the ideal imperfection.
Ignorant to universal morals,
he may just be dumb,
though he lives his own life,
all he is, is a chump.
poem by Isaak DeMaio
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