Beautiful on the out
Complex in the center
Like obstruct-act art
With a face but its hidden
So much personality
People can’t resist
Its like they are put under a spell
Didn’t even need to receive the kiss
You just needed to hear the words silp between the lips
The mythical ways just so unreal
But inside there is no appeal
You would have to accept all from within
Even the dark and the trauma that continually spins
But in those eyes its just what you see
A beautiful girl with a image of a queen
She shows what she wants
Tells what she needs
Makes thousands of faces
Don’t try to understand what they mean
So confusing
Yet in a delightful way
So serene her image in your mind
It stays
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