My Soul

My soul needs rest
It has been harden and worn thin
By actions of people and life itself
My souleeds to be natured
And not by intercourse but by
Love;love that comes from kindness, smiling,
Holding hands, the understanding , the strength
When I'm weak the happiness when I'm sad
Kinda love, that secure, prosperous kind of love
My soul grows when it's feed from positive
Energy my face shines
My curves become flawless
My spirit my faith shines because
Joy cometh in the morning. My soul needs love.

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