My healer

Fri, 11/02/2012 - 12:33 -- behler

Blessings are the love, I don’t deserve
Love is a gift, I never earned
A brokenness none can repair
But you,
Are my healer
The water so cold, but I should have known.
The warmth of a father, carries me home.

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