Poem by Cyprian Naabil (Ciprin)

She wore a thousand faces just to hide her own

Empathy on her neck fed an empty soul

A confident woman, yet lost in her ways

I opened Pandora’s Box in a god of war and I’ll open it now

I need that power

You’re charming, in-depth deceptive

I love that

A sneak peek at your portraits gives me feels of a real Medusa

Yeah that’s your curse

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