daughter of the stars

in an old castle... (i live), —

my room is lit with fairy tales;

look closely and you'll gonna see it

in the side of twilight wing

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since i prefer not show myself,

people keep thinking i'm a witch;

no one has any faith in me,

yet, i persist on fulfilling their dreams

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i am the daughter of the stars,

i shine on every sky of everybody's souls;

i speak in dialect of hopes,

my voice is painted in velvety accent of love

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i wear most shiny vestments, sophisticated

powdered... in warm and sweeten tints;

saw by some, some counterfeited 'em

to use 'em as costume of Halloween

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in an old castle, (not where i live), but where

people aim for the heart of one i'm not