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Personal (Melancholy) My heart has blisters;
it's infected by
frequent exposure to abuse.
It has been hardened by
the pressure of pain,
the friction of hurt.
My skin has toughened
and my blood thickened
to protect myself.
Defense mechanisms have
been put into place
to prevent further damage.
Walls have been erected
to keep intruders out
aimed to cause me harm.
I need significant repair.
I need complete transformation.
I need supernatural healing.
