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Healer

There were days that my mind was overcome with sorry, pain deeply embedded within my brain. My heart was torn, my flesh ripped, naked and bear, yet your love did repair. The aching within my soul, just to behold the man who'd love me through my despair, a love beyond the familiar, a love that could heal my mortally, wounded soul. His eyes see my naked soul and yet still he desires my naked flesh, we have the deepest intimacy. The nights I spent in torment, begging for my aggressor to stop, have ceased to crowd my mind because the love you give is of the supernatural kind. with you my heart is at rest and my soul can remain undressed.

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Date: 7/8/2016 2:55:00 AM
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