She finds solace in the world's noise and its rush makes her feel unstoppable
As the silence from her solitude is the most disturbing and unbearable
Any distraction to keep her from facing the demons of her Rage
From feeling the void left where her beautiful magic once lived vibrantly
but was stolen from her by Rape
She since convinced herself to have reclaimed her power through her promiscuity
There's no greater satisfaction than luring a man into her den of iniquity
Atleast now she gets to make the choice that was taken from her repeatedly
She could never regain her innocence so she embraces her given impurity
And boy has she become a queen of this domain, this has become her throne
Don't you dare judge, only he without sin can cast the first stone
Just relax, enjoy but mind your heart
Don't try to own that big luscious butt
See, she has become a distructive vacuum for love, she'll suck you dry
No one could ever fill her empty well, no matter how hard one may try
She even tried to fill it with worship but still never felt resident of His Kingdom
Her hell firmly chained to her soul, it seems impossible to earn her freedom
At home and in her man's arms she still feels like she never belongs
As she never feels worthy of the very love she desperately longs
Will she ever rise above her demons?
Make lemonade from these bitter lemons?
Will she ever be brave enough to face her truth?
Accept she's worthy of all beauty and love without seeking any validation or proof?
Free herself from days that seem forever cold?
Because baby girl you're worth more than gold
See, all it takes is for you to awaken and be bold
You're an unfolding beautiful story that's yet to be told...
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