Though our stories are contrived and bold,
There are people in our lives that can't begin to be disclosed
Where do you start to find where beauty begins?
How can man behold materials stronger than gold?
People bow at her feet for they look into God,
Such sights e'er from the eyes of angels
She is the reason why songs are composed,
why secrets unfold
She is why words are spoken,
why our hearts get broken
She is why men aren't worthy,
why women are guilty
Her name is but human,
eyes that conseal real ruin
These are the ones that shant be seen,
seeing has lead to believeing
Why there is man
Why I dare to write words that can't be spoken
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