7:mother of the broken

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I open my arms to you. My broken children.

Ill be the shelter you need. Fix your wounds and regain you're strength

God knows I would hide you away from the world if I could.

I would keep you away from the worlds horrid people and the horrible things they say about us. About you..about me.

They say you aren't wanted. That's a lie..I will always be here to help you. No matter how horrible things get I promise. I will be right here waiting.

So come to me my broken children. Ill be the shelter you need. To heal your wounds and regain your strength

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