BLACK QUEEN
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Her voice could calm the wild oceans
Her presence bringing peace to any war
Her touch instilling warmth
Her beauty so mesmerizing leaving people speechless
She utters hypnotic words to capture emotions as she absorbs you into her sinister eyes
Her walk one of a rare goddess only seen by the blind
Her hair a universe that no one shall dare to explore
Her courage one so dangerously attractive
She could paint a picture that's vivid enough to cure blindness your highness
She is the rare black rose I seek in the vicious valley
Her beautiful brown skin so smooth and tender
Her intelligence awakens the dead and kills the living
She is the forbidden color you need to complete your picture
She is truly a BLACK QUEEN
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