I'm so decadent, an indulgence that does not decline.

My pristine nature is evident, you shall worship at my shrine.

Distinguished etiquette, people give me everything I want.

With a sharp and clever wit, the closest thing to a savant.

I enter a room and capture your focus, have you wondering as your reading, 

if I even wrote this.

Locked in a daze from my pretentious display.

Take one clear look and you'll never look away.

My looks are pure and unsullied, a face that shows no pain.

After each and any battle, unscathed I will remain.

So remember my name, remember the name, I'll steal a place in your mind.

So remember my face, remember the face, for you'll never see anything as divine.

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