HEAL


A candid smile to a distant you
Stoned me hard in a harsh throw
I caught them all and never tilt
Firming the stand that I built

Gracious me wishing to touch
Our thorn needs to be patched
Let our souls dance and sing
Get rid the pride of our being

Let us relish these beauteous
We have a short time in joyous
I gaze up to You there in beg
Heal all those hearts in bleed

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