Little Queen.

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“You're a golden thing in this                    heavy, heavy world”

And if you look back,

You'll see her smile falter,

Was it even real?

the facade she couldn't hold longer,

Passing by the students,

High-fiving each,

She moves through the throng,

sitting at her once empty seat.

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She has friends,

But no one to talk to,

none ever bothered,

the lone time she spent,

But even though there may be someone,

She'll still be alone,

Maybe it's not them,

But the work of her own.

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She makes everyone happy,

she makes sure they're okay,

But little queen then forgets,

the emotions of hers that sway.

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She'll tell you she's okay,

But you never should believe her,

If you force, she may push you away,

Because all she wants is you not dismayed.

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She thinks the work of her life is Only,

To push down her feelings,

And only live for others,

To not care about your emotions stirring,

And make one happy and another,

but little does she know,

It's her who should be the happiest,

To grow a flower from beneath the snow,

It's her who should be the classiest,

And the queen of her own soul.

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so if you ever meet such a girl,

Be sure to remind her,

She deserves more than what she has,

Or rather the whole world,

She deserves the happiness she gave,

And that she's nothing but a perfect star well known.

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To make a Beauty out of jazz,

Is her skill of hand,

To show the good out of bad,

She knows how to take the stand,

She's the one to solve anything,

and that's why she deserves everything.

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to that little pretty queen,

Thank you for existing,

even if it's exhausting,

Thank you for not giving in,

To those problems of yours,

As I see, you're stronger than ever,

To still hold on to a little string,

And help others.

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I wrote this based on me :)
Not alot of rhymes but I hope you like it :))

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