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A girl is innocence

She is the pastel sunsets and the softest flower petals

She is quiet rain and slow breezes

She can balance her sisters


A lady is confident

She is the crack of lightning on the horizon

She is a carefully disguised disaster

She can and will find a way to bring this world to its knees


A woman is red

She is a crackling fire and a burning rain

She is blood colored sunrises and the roses thorns

She will tame the fiercest creatures


A queen is relentless

She is the stormy oceans and the gunshot in the alley

She is cold on the outside and summer on the inside

She can never let them see this, it would make them arrogant


They are stardust and supernova's

They are sharpened swords

They are the drops of blood from their sisters who held their tongue

They are the fire that has come to cleanse the earth

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