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Oct 2016
You are therapy to my agony
You are the survival to my emergency
You bring hope to my faithlessness
You are my ears to my deafness

You bring joy to my unhappy life
You supply oxygen to my dying heart
You put laughter to my frowning mouth
You remove, in my heart, the planted knife.
I forgot about this poem.  I don't even remember why I wrote it.
PairedCastle
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PairedCastle  Philippines
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