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Dec 2015
What heals that which cannot be seen?
Can we bandaid that which cannot be touched?
          Well, no.
The religious say that faith in the Lord God can heal the soul.
           If only I believed.

So what can mend a broken soul?
Happiness? An emotion that is a stranger.
     The unknown cannot heal me.
Food? The comforting taste of a well cooked steak.
     Maybe. Until the soul is mad for creating an ugly body.
Love? The warmth of another’s heart.
     Yes. Until it goes wrong, and it will.
Then the soul breaks in two.
               Again.
Music? The rhythm of those who understand.
     For a while, until the music stops speaking.

The soul grows and shrinks, changes everyday.
What pill can mend a broken soul?
What pill do I swallow to feel whole?
Christina Cox
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Christina Cox  Utah
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