Don't dare catch her sight
Those cryptical eyes of despair
The past—Korina can ignite
Be aware of her curious glare
She seldom speak a word
But with one look, one peek
She might never even heard
But she knew what you did
Your thoughts, she can read
Your mind, she can manipulate
Her actions, she can't perceive
Her rage, she can't restraint
As advantageous, she might get
So savage, her ability is
As annoying, the voices in her head
So painful than any disease
Foreign songs calm her nerves
Although for a time with limit
A burden she doesn't deserve
There's nothing she can do about it
Behind all the mess
There she sat low
The secrets you possess?
Remember, Korina knows
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