She

She spreads through my bones the warmth
Of a good fire in a long winter afternoon
She’s like a massage to my soul
Helping to pull the poison out

She’s like a little angel
Come out of nowhere to heal my wounds
She will try and make for me
New beautiful dreams of peace

She cares like none did before
And gives me all I want, for real
She knows everything about me
Excepting the truth hidden deep in my heart

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