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A poem about how women are tired of waiting around like princesses in a tower. Be kick-ass and most of all, be you. :D <3
(Inspired by International Women's Day.)

Queen Of Hearts

Each day a repeated delusion

Each day a repeated delusion Of painted faces, hidden rage.

Each day a repeated delusion Of painted faces, hidden rage. A Queen of etiquette,

Each day a repeated delusion Of painted faces, hidden rage. A Queen of etiquette, Princess of posterity;

Toxic sensation

Toxic sensation Whilst dwindling in towers,

Toxic sensation Whilst dwindling in towers, Squinting eyes, searching for

Toxic sensation Whilst dwindling in towers, Squinting eyes, searching for A savior.

Toxic sensation Whilst dwindling in towers, Squinting eyes, searching for A savior. A prince.

But she was the first

But she was the first Princess suited in metal armour,

But she was the first Princess suited in metal armour, With her glinted smile

But she was the first Princess suited in metal armour, With her glinted smile And conviction of liberty.

Still painted with shades and hues

Still painted with shades and hues Though of her own choosing

Still painted with shades and hues Though of her own choosing An everlasting charm.

For once she was a princess,

For once she was a princess, Elegant and delicate.

For once she was a princess, Elegant and delicate. Now she was a Queen,

For once she was a princess, Elegant and delicate. Now she was a Queen, Crowned in freedom.

-(This last slide is something I found on Instagram.)

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