Speaking Truth to Oppressed

A simple girl

A simple girl

This is the story of a girl, simple and kind,
Perhaps with secrets in her heart, she’d leave behind.
Her eyes held millions of dreams, a passion that would gleam,
A devotion that she’d nurture, a love that would beam.

She was sincere with everyone, a heart that was so true,
A gentle soul with a hint of mischief, shining through.
She’d weave relationships with care, a bond that would last,
A heart that was forgiving, with love that would forever last.

There were many misconceptions, many doubts and fears,
But she’d dispel them with her kindness, through all her tears.
Her smile would light the way, a joy that would unfold,
A heart that was so giving, a love that would never grow old.

She was a gem, a treasure rare, a life so well-lived,
A spirit that would touch hearts, a love that would forgive.
She’d navigate life’s ups and downs, with every step so fine,
A dance that was so graceful, a heart that was so divine.

There were some who’d criticize, some who’d point out flaws,
But she’d take them as lessons, and turn them into laws.
She’d turn her weaknesses into strengths, a magic that was so real,
A love that would conquer all, a heart that would forever feel.

There was a madness in her eyes, a passion that would shine,
A dream that she’d pursue, a love that would be divine.
She was a romantic at heart, a soul that was so true,
A love that would forever shine, a heart that was forever new.

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