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Her Beauty Is Her Strength

her beauty is her strength seduction is her power cos she kills every heart with her beauty she knows the weak point of the standing men she is a professional flirt she never let go her zeal or the men will bleed she grow up to be a feminist cos she likes to be the Queen of the jungle were wasted men satisfy their soul as they pay the price of her beauty her beauty is her strength she likes to be in charge she never listen especially to men she believes she can't be second so she grew up a feminist in the midst of weak men she was a boss like a man like a woman was the questions of her victims cos her rule is that of an iron lady her beauty is her strength power was her aim male control was her moto she never need be under nor be guided by her hobby instead her hobby must be a captive in her nets of control she is the master of all but her perfection is rooted on deceit so her ego equals seduction power control

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