Boil

Boil on my flesh
penetrating evil,
denying love
taut with hatred,
refusing to be limp

Then...

your music played
digging beneath
my restless boil,
being shamed
to a mere scar
Your love renews
and strengthens
my (heart and) soul

Break the lies,
producs this angel
to solely protect
and watch over you,
my love

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