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Jul 29
i intend to say
i'm good, i'm ok
i fix wounds, i make them heal

but can this doctor
cry for help
as his patients cry for him?

when he heals
someone else
rather than fix what really kills

it's only up to my imagination
what kind of pain really there is
under a wound on your skin
i want to heal everybody because i couldn't heal myself.
Written by
keneth  17/M
     Ackerrman, Carl D'Souza and Khoi-San
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