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Machacha Doctor Feb 2021
She is a Princess
Daughter of the most High
She's the type of Queen
That knows her crown
Isn't in her head but in her soul
She's made a whole
I call her Royal Highness
And she camouflage with her shiness
Her beauty melts my heart
Then i feel butterflies in my Stomach
Her beauty lies under
The shadow of a Castle
Therefore she's unassailable
Indescribable
And untouchable
She walk like a lioness
Sneaking on it's prey
I call it walk on Shells
Don't talk is covered with Pearls
Her pretty smile brightens the day
And for the King, it paves a way
All of these,
Because
She is a Divine Queen
2021-02-23
S I N Dec 2019
It is like in a certain room to be
Alone, no windows and not even
A door;
And so you sit or even lie
There prone,
And the darkness emits
So strange an odor
Which is too hard to scorn but neither to adore;
And all you see is an unfathomable
Darkness
Which nonetheless does shine
And shimmer with all its dark brightness;
So bright it could blind you; but if you are
Blinded by darkness then could you regain
Your sight by
Shiness?

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