Love denied me.
Misery spied and tried to rely on me.
GOD saw me through to blink, breathe, and see saw the real I’m due.
Tender mercies’ avoidance strategy,
A tragedy, malady saddens abased to replace spacious mind to narrow kind.
Harrowing attempts to reduce cool head to 3rd eye blind.
by Jerriè McGill
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