Poems from JayneFriscia
You tell me you know the definition of sin.
Your eyes water red with blood that is not yours to spill;
the tears, having overcome the chasm...
Your actions are suppressive.
Your words are condescending.
When you speak, you reprimand.
Your lectures are never ending...
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There is no opinion quite like my own.
It’s so well thought out; I wear it like a jacket.
I grew it in my garden (I never missed a day of...