The Exhuming


People say
That I wound hearts
Puncture lives with poison darts
People say
I bring pain
Satisfy the crazy,kill the sane
People say
They hate me, that I take love away
But
People never hear what I have to say
I say
I save those who live in pain
I say
I make evident the wisdom of the sane
I say
I heal the hearts that remain broken
I say
I speak the words that were left Uunspoken
Whether I come in heat, or end life in cold
I say
I write the history that longs to be told.

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