Misconstrued
These are just words, the truth is how you make me feel.
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Saturday, March 12, 2011
hand of God
Reaching deep through everything I was he touched my soul so that it burns like fire,
and Like a puppet with his heart inside me,
squeezed the very life from all the secrets so small I could never understand.
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