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SLAY QUEEN


She is double face he said And that I heard But she never cared About the things they said Like the singing moon, she slew Not minding if she was going astray Still, she never cared How other women fared. At noon she is like a rising sun Always full of cheer and fun She never bothers about the dawn As long as she always had fun At dawn, she is like an old woman Older than mother Africa But younger than Rihanna Her eyes were old and aged And she looked wretched But at dusk slayer wouldn't slay Rather she prayed Her true nature showed That she had been a clone What she looks at dust is fake Her skin too she faked everywhere she sprayed But she was still a fake She's a slay queen they said And she's a fake she heard But she never one day cared About the things they said. By Irusota All rights reserved
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