Crown

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Her eyeshadow was rainbow
like her soul
She didn't know she was a unicorn
Until she found out the truth
She felt high
And gone blind
All she saw was smoke of lust
And she was made of golden dust
She satisfied of what she became
So she smiled
And the angels cried
She intertwined her fingers
She spreaded her wings
Every piece of atom in her body
Started to be back together
At last
She got her crown

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