There is something about me:
the loud light sucked deep in my eyes,
intertwined with a little bit of darkness.
That woman roaring inside of me
like a lioness strolling down her kingdom.
There is this girl that whips her hair in your face,
and stabs you straight with her sharp mouth.
there is this doughty soul in me
ever fearless of a hurricane...
I'm like a sun
Every dawn worships my rise...
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