Deep in her spirit is a place you can dwell
She gives her time freely and makes things well
Not all women have hearts of gold
That is a saying I've been told.
The journey of life will one day end
Pray for absolution is the message I send
For I can't heal all of our pains
There is an afterlife, the king of all plains.
The heart of a woman can be so cold
But that doesn't matter now I'm old
I compare her to God, where love is real
If you open your eyes, you'll surely feel.
Women hold life in a womb so warm
They have to fight men who always swarm
I'm not a God but she makes me feel
That love is a gift and ever so real.
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