Rad girl

Sweet. 

I ain’t sweet honey, I’m rough around the edges. 

I’m the thorn of the rose, you keep dear to your heart. 

See, I ain’t sweet. I am spicy. I am sour. I am the shadow of the painting. 

I change like a chameleon everyday. I grow, expand and become. 

I ain’t sweet, honey. I am me. 

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