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You need the healing hand... that is held back by the deepened nail... the pain it self calls out to the healer... and you have no control over it.


Submitted:Aug 9, 2008    Reads: 150    Comments: 3    Likes: 3   


The void in my life

The cry in my smile

Unknown to the world

Secured in my heart

I try to hide…

I beg… I plea…

Come & walk with me

Be my day…

Be my night…

Be my dream…

Be my sight…

Oh Healer…!

Cure me with your love…

The immaculate way!





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