• concerns_me 5w

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    she breathes like a storm, she talks like fire
    she walks an attitude, that you can't just hire
    she breaks all the rules, she makes her own story
    you keep pointing fingers, but she will go for her glory

    she has a sweet tongue, but her heart is gold
    new are her ways, but her soul is old

    she is a little like this, little like that, and little more too
    you will never know her, she is a sea, she is the shore too.

    ©concerns_me