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Unknown to me

How could the spirit of a Queen be trapped in a peasant like me
A vessel so worthless and plain, Almost beastly
Was the Gods drunk when they created me, honestly?
I bet they were smoking that good good tree

Killer sense of humor with a crooked smile
Beautiful eyes that cant see on creepy face always hostile
Lips to die for uttering stupidity meanwhile
A broken heart bleeds inside a unperfect body with a soul trapped in exile

A nymphomaniac passionately wrapped in a body looking like a road map
A beautiful imagination wild and free constantly falling into mind traps
A lifetime of misfortunate mishaps
Insides collapse Ignoring the voice screaming from within to start living life in ALL CAPS

Violent thoughts of death behind a peaceful expression
Crazy anxiety fed by depression
Warrior wanting to break free yet freedom is also questioned
Giving up on ME was my biggest transgression

So now to collect and gather what is left of this creation
Breaking free from the shackles of my feeder and his dictation
Taking care of the wounds caused by emotional mutilation
Awaiting this inside outward transformation
Written by SLYMBEKQUEEN (BLAZE-QUEEN)
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Author's Note
Just Lost and found at the same time
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