I was the girl who didn’t have time for princes and promised forevers.
I was the girl that wanted to ride a motorcycle and get tattoos.
I was the girl who breathed fire and paraded herself by striking fear into the hearts of men.
I dream I am general of a thousand armies of people who were like me.
People who understood me and took me in.
Now, here I am.
I was living young, and wild and free.
I was the kind of girl you’d fight for.
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