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doctors aren't always what they seem. neither are people. |
| Your factory made of rotten cocoa, your hands made of spiritual greatness. Money is the secret motivation of the Jesus Healer. I saw a beauty in you, something I've never seen before;surgical hands, surgical eyes, surgical heart. A love unbound, you have love for all, but continuously, do you judge me? Making love not war, I AM in love, yet you feel obligated to keep your powers from me. Jesus Healer, your miricles short lived, have you really seen your blood drenched carpenter? |