Sun, 10/13/2013 - 21:25 -- DawnP


Someone wielded them like a dagger,

And pierced your tender heart.

Someone turned them into arrows,

And shot them into your soul.


But words that flow from my mouth,

Will be a healing salve.

They will bring peace, hope, and encouragement.

Being a physician is my dream,

And until I have a degree after my name,

And even after,

I will only use my words to heal your hurt.


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