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 HAITUS  
                       
"If Karma doesn't hit you, I gladly  will."

Look into my eyes . . .

A woman once synonymous with beauty
Turned to a deity
Of repulse.

A life spent in devotion
Rewarded with wrath.
" Gods" you call them?

My heart of the paper 
Crushed and torn,
And now it has turned into stone.

Tender love, long disowned
Breeds poison in my looks.

Now its time for you to die,
Behold and perfidy.

And I take back what should be mine
Deprived of its so long.
-MEDUSA