What do I see when I look into her eyes,
I see a lonely girl crying out loud to be loved,
Broken up inside beaten up on the outside,
Face covered with word bruises by her abusers
Soul shattered on the cold floor plenty of times,
What do I see when I look beyond her thighs,
I see perfection within her imperfections,
Her mind so valuable like gold beneath the soil,
How she still smiles though going through a tight hole in life leaves me speechless yes she is bold.
She is a hero for her kind, her tribe to all thoughs,
Still trying to be noticeable to mankind,
She is a mother, a sister a pillor of safety to the rest, a complete woman walking boldly amongst the rest she is simply the best.
#theunapologeticpoet
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