Short Stories
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