Wicked Beauty
Strutting, pouncing Leaving nothing in her wake Grinning, cackling Knowing whats at stake Risking it all For selfish gain Not even considering The casualties of her vain Wicked to the world And beautiful in her own right She cares for no thought Of what's wrong or right This wicked beauty And her relentless pride Will never again Show her soft side The world is evil And showed her its colors Her wicked beauty has plagued Many fathers and mothers But still, she stands A structure of resilience Accepting her flaws As she tramples over millions This wicked beauty Holds the fight in her eyes And in this wicked world She'll fight to survive
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