Ain't Your Princess

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Let's make a door
with walls just four
Where in agony
our hearts can roar
Screaming the dirty
secrets of our own
Which often makes us
shiver to the core
Telling a tale to get us
trapped by hures
Later burning our wings
so we'll be mured
But jewels of a princess
just make us bore
We like our bare bodies
filled with soars
Stripping clothes for
the mirror to get lured
As our miserable states can
also be adored
When the world is not a
paradise anymore

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