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The tiniest tiara and
That haughty little nose.
I flirted with you shamelessly.
Or so the scandal goes...
I made a young teen/older version of Dusk and Emily's daughter Selene
Do not trust the wolf in sheep's clothing, dear girl
Or you'll face terrors that will change your whole world
You're never alone, we're birds of a feather
And we'll never change, no matter the weather
This is my oath to you
I don't claim to be proud
But my head won't be hung in shame
I didn't plan it