There is a girl who never smiles…

Her skin is flawless and her lips are smooth

Oh yes, there is always a man by her side

He seems to adore her, she remains aloof…

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This man worships her and her flawless skin

And he loves to love her dependence on him

Yet, although a master in the art of enticement

There is still no rest for her tired soul….

She needs a lot more than she can get from a boy…

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So she drinks his life just to fill herself

Yet, the more she takes the emptier she gets

So now she provokes him to use and abuse her

filling up her emptiness with drama and pain…

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She becomes a woman, a lover of sorrow –

A slave of wrong touch, a slave of wrong words

Soon, she disregards the way she was made

and begins to swing from a boy to a girl…

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They call her a man eater and a femme fatale

She becomes unconscious from all of her lies…

She reaches the place where even her face

No longer hides failure of her mother Eve…

Where her own mind starts tormenting her

Yelling “Your blood might be positive…!”

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Desperate for answers she gives drops of it away

Then, she waits for a piece of paper to decide her fate

Now, she prays a little prayer – a prayer of tears…

Negative! The paper says. In and out, she breathes…

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She is ready… to be one with a man of her own…

She is ready now to be with him, and to let him go…

Although her desire is still shy and silent

It is heard and is granted by the Most, Most High

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They are drawn to each other

She becomes His wife…

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To her, he is not a cushion, nor a fashion statement

To him, she is not a toy, nor a sexy girlfriend

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They are made from the same and true spiritual soil

She belongs to him… He’s the One for her soul

And He is her husband, and she is his wife

She may look like same old her, but… I saw her smile.

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