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Deadly Queen
She’s a heartbreaker
A sniper without a rifle, yet just as deadly.
Her words pierce the soul like bullets,
No need for aim; she always hits her mark.
She’s not playing for keeps
The streets call her name,
A symphony of heartbreak and pain,
Born of abuse, shaped by betrayal
A glass heart… shattered in a million pieces.
Now, a collector of souls,
She shows no mercy, grants no reprieve.
Emotions can’t touch her… she lives a numb existence
She’s ice, she’s fire, a straight heartbreaker.
Destroyer of nations,
Killer of dreams and seeds
She’s a deadly queen,
Ruling the ruins she leaves behind.
A sniper without a rifle, yet just as deadly.
Her words pierce the soul like bullets,
No need for aim; she always hits her mark.
She’s not playing for keeps
The streets call her name,
A symphony of heartbreak and pain,
Born of abuse, shaped by betrayal
A glass heart… shattered in a million pieces.
Now, a collector of souls,
She shows no mercy, grants no reprieve.
Emotions can’t touch her… she lives a numb existence
She’s ice, she’s fire, a straight heartbreaker.
Destroyer of nations,
Killer of dreams and seeds
She’s a deadly queen,
Ruling the ruins she leaves behind.
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