In every woman's heart, there is always a secret room where she files all her deepest truth suppressed by time and age. The beauty within speaks so softly of her warm affection and sincerity brought forth by such aches and frustrations; yet, true happiness and joy lies within.
This envious world had inflicted so many hearts, left with such unsolved mysteries of one's soul. True love had been overtaken by fear caused by false judgment, prejudice, and of lack. Ignored by the one she truly loves, her heart would turn vengeful that cripples such walk in a period of time. Silent tears within shouts in the highest peak telling the whole world what would she become from the bruises and pains it caused her. Then she keeps coming back to her best secret place called "my sanctuary." There, she feels complete, so loved, so secured, full of beauty and radiance she'd ever desire. Love begets love; so that only love could heal her wounded soul. Listen! For my heart speaks longing to be genuinely heard. Wipe its tears as she demands, begging for gentleness and comfort in words, deeds, and in truth. Sadly, this world is too sick to comprehend a simple sincere request. She begins to dress herself so loud offending every wicked individual arousing their flesh leaving them in thirst with such discontent. Playing the name of the game, "Starve for Love." For you only gave me a taste of honey but never fed me in full; a glass of tears instead of living water; torn my soul into choice cuts from such scheme brought about with a never ending selfish wants. Until one moment, she learns to create a man of her own inside her deepest thoughts. A man of her dreams that only exist in the world only she can enter. World full of love and security she ever needed. A world she calls her own paradise.
Every woman's heart and soul has a place to live where she is called goddess. She does not rule there, for she has her own king in it to be served, respected, and truly loved. This is a paradise where men had been longing for; to be given reverence and lordship from us. Yet, not even few had come to reach this place. Because many of them are too weak to defeat their own demons, so that they have been overtaken by pride, captured by the deceits of fortune, fame, and lusts. Only love with a golden heart of one man can enter her paradise in time. Let the shining sword of wisdom, shield of faithfulness, breastplate of truth, and helmet of security bounded with the armor of genuine love be worn once more like a brave ancient man who could beat a dragon on their way to get to a place called "The Goddess Paradise" where women had been cleansed from the fruit Eve ate in the Garden of Eden in the beginning of time. But then again, this sick physical world had killed many of them. Few good men are now in lesser numbers. That is why few good women live, because most of our heart and souls are in the goddess paradise where she can only enter.
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