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Qeen
Swinging my soul,
Hold on, Queen,
You’ve got me struggling to breathe.
Sliding to one knee,
Is this just a ruse?
Not sure it’s that deep.
Yet your gaze cuts through,
Like a blade unseen,
Carving...
Swinging my soul,
Hold on, Queen,
You’ve got me struggling to breathe.
Sliding to one knee,
Is this just a ruse?
Not sure it’s that deep.
Yet your gaze cuts through,
Like a blade unseen,
Carving...
