

Good Girls Girls without redemptionGood Girls by ~beautifulcreation
A petty fool will say
Twist and turned for pleasure
To frolic in this game.
A mirror with no reflection
Cascading down thin lines
Cold hands to heat the thimble
No heart to live the life.
Dear soul I feel you shaking
A feather in the mass
It is a privilege just to know you
To observe your hidden past.
God will decide your future
Oh Mary where are you now
Hold tongues to keep our marriage
Good girls must never doubt.
