After being so used to hiding the uglier parts of me, her all eclipsing love burns—a new addiction
It's strange to bare every inch of sin stitched into my soul, something foreign
I feel a rush every time I squeeze my eyes shut, waiting for her to draw a line—it has yet to come
She makes me feel raw, like you just scrubbed two layers of skin off in the shower; my soul feels brand new.
I was reborn anew when she touched my heart with her holy hands—I was purified.
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—𝐇𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧
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