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Just not the woman she use to be

passed her as she was going by

saw the pain in those green eyes.

Don't think she'll  be coming back this way for a long long time.

just not the woman she use to be.

Devil's own angels came to play

stood and fought

those men's words put her down in the dirt

men always do , they stand and hurt you

God they hurt you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The bigger they are

the harder you fall

watch your step girl

catch my boot knife

I have several

you going to ride with the big boys,

be prepared to win.

I don't ride with losers.

this woman rides to compete.

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    {author's adaptation from 1John 3:2; Issiah 43:1; Matthew 13:46; Ephesians 1:4; Revelation 13:8; Psalm 194:4; Song of Solomon 7:10, 6:3)

    section taken from the book "Who Calls Me Beautiful" Finding out True Image in the Mirror of God by Regina Franklin

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