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Her name is Hannah, like in the Bible. Hannah, who could not find her place Because her husband Could not love her more Than his other wife, Who bore him strong sons and daughters, While Hannah only made him laugh. Her name is Hannah, like in the Bible. Hannah, who, heartbroken for a man she loved The man she married, Went to the temple to pray so fervently The priest thought she was intoxicated And attempted to make her leave. When all she wanted was to break her body to give her husband a son. Hannah, who gave her only son, Back to God, because she was faithful Always faithful And as her name means, full of grace. The bible is full of women Who carry the legends of men on their back and at their ******* Mothers and wives who play supporting roles to heroes. My name is Hannah, like in the Bible. I have played second fiddle to other women For the hearts of men who did not deserve me. I have prayed fervently for a family that I have lost My name means full of grace, but I am empty And god merely laughs when you talk about me in his bible.
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Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 9:47 PM UTC
Like In The Bible
Her name is Hannah, like in the Bible. Hannah, who could not find her place Because her husband Could not love her more Than his other wife, Who bore him strong sons and daughters, While Hannah only made him laugh. Her name is Hannah, like in the Bible. Hannah, who, heartbroken for a man she loved The man she married, Went to the temple to pray so fervently The priest thought she was intoxicated And attempted to make her leave. When all she wanted was to break her body to give her husband a son. Hannah, who gave her only son, Back to God, because she was faithful Always faithful And as her name means, full of grace. The bible is full of women Who carry the legends of men on their back and at their ******* Mothers and wives who play supporting roles to heroes. My name is Hannah, like in the Bible. I have played second fiddle to other women For the hearts of men who did not deserve me. I have prayed fervently for a family that I have lost My name means full of grace, but I am empty And god merely laughs when you talk about me in his bible.
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Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 9:47 PM UTC
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