Image

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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