She was not magical
it was something else
demons were powerful
but not as powerful
as her thoughts were
she was different
not dusky not white
something that was enough
to calm high tide
she was
waiting for a miracle
that can change the reality
of her existence
because sometimes the air around
feels like a cage
to her
Wind was scared The way she walked Who knew, She's dangerous And hurricane in making.. Without a thought Within a second She can do the damage..
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