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Jul 2011
she is so
magical
because I am so
sick

my body aches with
years of abuse and/or
neglect

my mind is the graveyard
for so many toxic thoughts

she can fix me,
I hope

not with bandages
or medicine,
nor therapy or
treatment

she will heal me
because she is so
healthy herself

sure, she has her own
scars, her own diseases
and lingering ailments,
but there’s something…

pure

something that tells me she
can understand my sins,
sooth my wounds, forget my
disfigurations, and nurse me
back to health

something no else
has ever been able
to do

she is the one who
will soak up the poisons
of my life

she knows just how
to turn my toxins
into gold

heaven, for the first time,
seems like a possibility
Overwhelmed
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   Shashank Virkud
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