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A A

Abstract Classics Others

Chaos

Chaos

1 min
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I am a daughter of chaotic beauty

Don't ask me to calm down

I burn and rise from my ashes

I stand in the eye of the end

Yet I smirk with my bleeding lips

For nothing can come near me

Nothing can touch me

I am the queen of the land

where nothing could stand.


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