She Shines
Do you see her standing there?
She’s dressed real nice, eyes made up, face painted on, her hair cut short and platinum colored.
Do you see her?
She’s getting high again, high on a cocktail of multiple things.
She’s free spirited, she’s lived like a true Gypsy
Hippie, glamazon, fashionista, gracefully insane is she.
She shines like no one I’ve ever seen.
She’s beautiful, broken, glued back together after her soulmate found her.
She’s woman, hear her roar.
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