I’m tired but iconic, a mess in disguise, Smoke curling upward like prayers to the skies. My nails are a weapon, my rings are a shield, ...

I’m tired but iconic, a mess in disguise, Smoke curling upward like prayers to the skies. My nails are a weapon, my rings are a shield, But none of this armor has helped me to heal. I’m glittered in grief, I’m styled in despair, A goddess of burnout with stars in her hair. So scroll if you ...

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