There was a sort of look in his eyes
Divinity reflected from the sky
Intimacy in his disguise
Truth in his lies
Mirth in his byes
A je ne sais quoi in his elaborate replies
Restraint in his cries
A fall in his rise
Alleviation as he fries
Amelioration in his demise
There was more to him than a look could realize
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I like the rhyme scheme as well. Simple, but it flows like a freestyle rap. Except maybe the french, there. I don't speak French, so I couldn't say for certain.