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May 2017
Help me heal.
This world is full of evil.

I’ve seen things I wish I didn’t see
Heard things I wish I didn’t hear
And spoken things
I wish
I didn’t speak.

I wish I could just be silent.

Help me heal

Help me turn away
from the darkness

Let me search for the light.

This evil
tastes so good
but hurts just as bad.

It is no use

I am unhealthy
Sick
Weary
Tired.

Help me heal

No matter how many times
God can forgive me,
It’s no use to keep saying sorry
And not mean it.

And what more to ask for healing,
when I keep getting sick?

Help me heal, though.

I need to get rid of the cancer
in my bones
the sins
in my soul

Help me heal
Before you know

It’s too late.
help me heal, though
thepoeticwit
Written by
thepoeticwit  22/M/Kuala Lumpur
(22/M/Kuala Lumpur)   
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     Christine and Amaranthine
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