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SHE WAS A HEAD TURNER

A head turner… that’s who she was
Beauty that flowed from within and found its way out, no sight of flaws
Or so many thought
She had it all going on for her
Extraordinaire background, classic lifestyle, sort-after status
With all this, nothing was bound to go wrong
Or so we thought, since no one sensed the upcoming fracas 

She walked tall
Everyone around knew her, whether great or small
She was a head turner; no one was like her, none at all
Her green eyes flashed before her audience
If you didn’t know her, you’d mistake her image and call it pretense
But she was real, a true figure to behold

She was a head turner, so humble yet so bold
Elegance was written all over her
Right from her glorious long hair, to her feet that sauntered gracefully
Rarely touched the ground due to a spectacular pair that elevated her to an appreciable height
Oh! A head turner, that’s who she was,
That is what we knew her for
Silencing conversations among drooling men
Strutting proudly like a gazelle before a lion’s den
Inscribing inspirations on the hearts of women
Eligible in many men’s criteria of ‘woman of my dreams’, scoring a sure ten over ten

She was it; a head turner
A people lover; never a heart breaker
Wife material to more than one; she was a home maker
Whose would she be?
Many wondered and waited to see
Many approached her; she put them down
But even then, the message remained the same
She was… A head turner

“I can’t have her” one said, “but whoever gets her will be blessed to have her”
“She’s way above my class”, another uttered “why would she be interested in me?”
“Her father,” yet another stated, “He’s the reason why I can’t get to her, but she’d be mine by now”
Everyone had a reason why they wouldn’t be with her

But nobody really knew, the other side of her
A dark side
The dungeon she hid in late at night
The reality of who she was
A side that reflected scars
Scars, that each had nothing but a painful memory
Memories that she wanted to make history
The demons she fought, nobody really had a clue
A big heart she did have, but if only they knew
All she ever wanted was to feel complete
Rise up from the filthy state inside, and back on her feet
She had won, accomplished her mission of achieving greatness

Though truth be told today, she lies among many with this one feature… one called

COVERED NAKEDNESS!

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