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A song I have written as many, because I want people to know big girls are beautiful...
I mean Any girl is beautiful, but how can not appreciate getting a bit more beautiful woman?
I make this art partialy cause i want others to see what I see. and I mixed in a bit of metal and fluff because any style is cool., go for what ever you want, and you will attract some one who loves it!
-- Built Like a Throne --
She don’t bend.
She don’t shrink.
She was built… to be worshipped.
[Verse]
Marchin' through steel like a prophecy sung,
Crown made of thorns and a voice like a drum.
Body like a monument carved in fire,
She don’t chase kings, she buries empires.
Don’t call her “brave” like it’s some surprise,
She’s been royal from the moment she opened her eyes.
You stare ‘cause she don’t hide — she owns the view,
And every curve's a map that you couldn't get through.
[Pre-Chorus]
No shame in her stride,
No cage could confine.
She’s not “too much,”
She’s right on time.
[Chorus]
She’s built like a throne, not for your touch,
Not made for your small words, or your hush.
She don’t break, she don’t bow, she ascends alone —
Worship or walk, baby, she’s built like a throne.
She’s not your muse, not your stepping stone,
She’s myth and bone — built like a throne.
[Verse]
Leather and lace, thunder in bloom,
Commanding the silence when she walks in the room.
Tried to dim her — nah, she blacked out the sun,
You whisper “too big,” she say, “I already won.”
You see armor? She sees skin,
You see battle — she begins.
The world tried to starve her, now she feasts,
Beauty’s not soft — it’s a beast.
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A confident figure stands in an abandoned space, adorned with tattoos and wearing pink lingerie. Surrounded by fluffy pink clouds, the scene blends a sense of empowerment with artistic surrealism.