Ask around, look around, yearning souls with lipstick burning on lips
Keep thinking thoughts of finding love in the material on the body
Earn that touch, gain those words, let them soak you in thoroughly
Untamed are the flames; the lust for validation burning deep in the spirit
Pulling through, pushing through, till what's left is unrecognizable
Fire.
Beautiful. Precious. Special. Hot. Sexy.
When all she wants to be called is "Worthy"
When all she wants to be called is "Worthy"
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