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Killer Queen
There was this girl,the fairest of them all.
Boys would swoon and begin to fall.
And all the girls wanted to be her.
They say she wandered the halls.
Students gossiping,hiding behind walls.
When the silence fell once again,all eyes on her.
She went through this every single day.
She just wanted to be understood and keep the insecurities away.
People would whisper from far away.
As she walked down the hallway astray.
But behind those emerald colored eyes.
There was something deep down,something wise.
Think twice if you think of breaking her heart.
Because she can rip you with ease apart.
There was this girl,broken by the world.
Because everyone gossiped around the halls.
She hid her anger,building up behind walls.
But one day,she will get her revenge.
When she goes to the ball and gets her chance.
She's a killer queen,sweet seventeen.
A psychopath at such a young age.
A beauty in a blood stained gown.
And as powerful as a mage.
And every boy or girl she is with a while.
Comes back like this, a wicked smile.
She would dance alone at the ball.
Sitting on her throne.
To make sure they were never born.
She danced the psychopath tango.
Her heart broken a long time ago.
Tears would sink into her skin.
But now,she's the most powerful she's ever been.
She sold her soul at seventeen.
Such a beautiful and broken mess.
The pain was evident on her face.
But now she makes all of their hearts race.
Dancing at a bloody ball.
People would freeze in terror at the hall.
Soon,they will all know her name.
""Killer queen"" with a lot of fame.
She used to be the one to weep.
But now she causes nightmares in their sleep.
There was this girl,broken by the world.
Her story had been told.
The fire in her eyes would never get old.
She wore a blood stained dress.
And her mind was a mess.
Now,she walks down the halls.
And everyone watches in terror.
She's dancing by herself.
Crowned as the queen of Hell.
When they told her tale,her name rings a bell.
She will be remembered as the killer queen.
A beautiful,broken mess.
With her signature blood stained dress.
She's broken,I know confess.
Boys would swoon and begin to fall.
And all the girls wanted to be her.
They say she wandered the halls.
Students gossiping,hiding behind walls.
When the silence fell once again,all eyes on her.
She went through this every single day.
She just wanted to be understood and keep the insecurities away.
People would whisper from far away.
As she walked down the hallway astray.
But behind those emerald colored eyes.
There was something deep down,something wise.
Think twice if you think of breaking her heart.
Because she can rip you with ease apart.
There was this girl,broken by the world.
Because everyone gossiped around the halls.
She hid her anger,building up behind walls.
But one day,she will get her revenge.
When she goes to the ball and gets her chance.
She's a killer queen,sweet seventeen.
A psychopath at such a young age.
A beauty in a blood stained gown.
And as powerful as a mage.
And every boy or girl she is with a while.
Comes back like this, a wicked smile.
She would dance alone at the ball.
Sitting on her throne.
To make sure they were never born.
She danced the psychopath tango.
Her heart broken a long time ago.
Tears would sink into her skin.
But now,she's the most powerful she's ever been.
She sold her soul at seventeen.
Such a beautiful and broken mess.
The pain was evident on her face.
But now she makes all of their hearts race.
Dancing at a bloody ball.
People would freeze in terror at the hall.
Soon,they will all know her name.
""Killer queen"" with a lot of fame.
She used to be the one to weep.
But now she causes nightmares in their sleep.
There was this girl,broken by the world.
Her story had been told.
The fire in her eyes would never get old.
She wore a blood stained dress.
And her mind was a mess.
Now,she walks down the halls.
And everyone watches in terror.
She's dancing by herself.
Crowned as the queen of Hell.
When they told her tale,her name rings a bell.
She will be remembered as the killer queen.
A beautiful,broken mess.
With her signature blood stained dress.
She's broken,I know confess.
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