Smooth talking strangers stopping by, hoping to get the
time of day from a woman they have in their sights, only
wanting one thing that real women don't want to give them.
Preferring to cherish their purity and a sincere, gentle,
genuine innocence, running away from selfish men, keeping
their virginity pure.
Not giving it up to a fool who loved their self-confidence,
self-esteem and untamed spirit, staying away not wanting
to be stained by a man's lust and ego.
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