She is not a rebel
But she fights a battle
To pick herself up when the world pulls her down
To make sure she stays true to that crown
With a smile so sweet
And strength that runs deep
She slits throats of desires that have no purpose
Fills her belly with faith and quenches her thirst
She's not here to conquer this world
Rather has her eyes on land whose description makes heads turn
She knows the journey is tough
But she is prepared for paths that are rough
After all, she is not a princess
She's a warrior.
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