Her

HER

She grew up in the confinement of her scar

She threw herself so only her could catch

At everyone she gives a roar

Cause a brute beast in her has just been hatched

Meeting him didn't change a lot

A boyfriend could not make her halt

The brute beast could not be calmed

The force of war could not only but be burned

Her side glance looked so attractive

Her front view sparked fanatic

Her back display so enticing

But her upward look so enriching

She left all to her Saviour's side

She boarded life boat on the stormy sea

Not looking back to be devoured

We see Jesus in her at her return.