She walked around in faded jeans, looked like Halloween.
She was obscene would act real mean, she was only in her teen's, it was all a smokescreen.
Till one day she was creating a scene someone came and intervened, let her know,
She didn't have to be obscene nor demean because she's a true Queen.
Now she's in Magazines and on the Big Screen. Be A True Queen.
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Author:
Mil57Man (
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