She found her fun underneath his tongue.
Relief from life through the release of his life.
Nobody ever held the gun to her head,
Yet she freely crawled into his bed.
Modern Day Magdalene, a veil covered in shame.
Living day to day in the shadows,
you can see the regret from miles away.
Yet, if you look beyond the hard shell that is her skin.
There lies beauty you wouldn't have imagined.
A woman who's love has been misplaced.
A woman who has been wooed by men with handsome faces.
Faces of men who can make a woman's heart race.
She skipped a beat and fell into the heat.
Now the stain on her heart is like the one on her sheets.
Going from man to man, again and again. Man to man.
Committing the same old sin.
Sin against her own worth, attempting to block out the hurt.
Modern day Magdalene, a veil covered in
shame.
Living day to day in the
shadows.
You can see the regret from miles away.
Yet, if you look beyond the hard shell that is her skin.
There lies a beauty that you wouldn't have imagined.
A woman who's love has been
misplaced.
This is something old that I wrote a while back, and decided to post. I wonder if this will make a good read ?
