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Moon dust in our lungs, Stars in our eyes, We are the child of the cosmos ! A ruler of the skies !!! :) If we are made of stardust And our skin matches land, We're allowed to have volcanoes That bursts red from some glands, Every girl has it once in 28 days Which bring showery red falls and stomach aches But we should be proud it , cause it's the only blood that bleeds without violence Then why should we be ashamed of it, or be silenced So, let's be bold, let's be proud . Let us realize , that we are the clouds, That may shower inspite of being clean, Don't ever forget the power of the Queen Wether in chess or in life, We are the one that posses the sharpest knives, We have our dreams inside our eyes We also have a place where the warrior hides, Because girls, our born in the storm, With thunder in their hearts, Chaos in their organs and Lightining in their souls.. Wether steady or slow, They are rooted but they flow Wether angels or ******* , They have a universe full of secrets , Wether in air or underground, Each Queen has her own crown
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Feb 5, 2018
Feb 5, 2018 at 5:34 AM UTC
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Moon dust in our lungs, Stars in our eyes, We are the child of the cosmos ! A ruler of the skies !!! :) If we are made of stardust And our skin matches land, We're allowed to have volcanoes That bursts red from some glands, Every girl has it once in 28 days Which bring showery red falls and stomach aches But we should be proud it , cause it's the only blood that bleeds without violence Then why should we be ashamed of it, or be silenced So, let's be bold, let's be proud . Let us realize , that we are the clouds, That may shower inspite of being clean, Don't ever forget the power of the Queen Wether in chess or in life, We are the one that posses the sharpest knives, We have our dreams inside our eyes We also have a place where the warrior hides, Because girls, our born in the storm, With thunder in their hearts, Chaos in their organs and Lightining in their souls.. Wether steady or slow, They are rooted but they flow Wether angels or ******* , They have a universe full of secrets , Wether in air or underground, Each Queen has her own crown
So, chin up all my princesses , or the crown slips ♡♡
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Feb 5, 2018
Feb 5, 2018 at 5:34 AM UTC
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