I've checked into a state of peace.
The lovespell that once consumed me has died out.
The anger, the despair, the tears are no longer present.
My Guardian Angel protected me with a ring of guidance that no diamond on my left finger could have cured.
I've checked into rehab.
I've checked into a state of happiness.
The laughing, the smiles, the speeding heartbeat for a physical, mortal man has departed from my heart.
The forgiving, my Beloved, purified my true heart and sanctified my once innocent spirit.
I've checked into rehab.
What once felt so right took a left turn into a dark and lonely alley.
My life was raped away, but my spirit survived the triumphant test that momentarily disabled my conscious thoughts.
I've checked into rehab.
But this disease has been cured.
I was sent a divine blessing,
A second chance at life.
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