Lady of Love

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Uplifting

 

 
He yells and calls her heartless,
He spits in her face
But really her heart is protected
By her own loving embrace
He can break her down
He can tear her apart
But she will build herself back up
And will be her own work of art 
It may hurt a great deal
It may pull and rip at her soul
She may seem like a queen of ice
But her loving warmth he never stole
She may get beaten
She may fall down black and blue 
But she aggrandises the damage
By filling the cracks with golden glue
People may think she is empty
A shell if who she once was
But if you look behind the protective armour 
You will see a lady of love
 
 
 
 
 
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