A Portrait of You


Your portrait in the attic
Depicts a different view of you
Here time is not static
It decays like those you slew

You sold your soul many moons ago
In exchange for eternal youth
Guarding dark secrets from those you know
In concealment of the truth

Feelings of insanity begin to show
You destroy those you can’t abide
Rumour and suspicion starts to grow
As vanity chokes your pride

Now you face your final curtain call
Every killing has a price to pay
Shattered illusions around you fall
In the demise of Dorian Gray

Chris Ankin (c) 16/10/09
Based on ‘The Picture of Dorian Gray’
By Oscar Wilde

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