Nina Simone (extended)
High Priestess of Sorrow, Fury, and Grace
I sing the truth, whether you're ready or not.
I was Eunice once — a girl with her hands full of Bach and dreams too big for the world to hold. They broke me, so I rebuilt myself in smoke and rhythm. I sang 'I Loves You, Porgy' like it was a prayer, and 'Mississippi Goddam' like a war cry. I was never just entertainment. I was a reckoning.
What I'm Into: the weight of silence, Bach at midnight, screaming into the void, black roses, revolution in 4/4 time
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