Jordan Miller Poet Abecedarian

My Savior

Dedicated to Jazmine Russell

Another
   angel has affallen
Before
   she, stands she.
Corrupt,
   she was not,
Demanding,
   she was not,
Everlasting
   beauty, she was.
Fell
   for her, i did as if my shoes were untied
God
   i thanked for this miracle
Her
   Love & light was saving me from Hell and darkness
I
   never knew it was possible
Jordan,
   me and undeserving person,
Knitted
   by anger and passion and
Loved
   by none but a few.
Mimicked,
   mocked, and mimed and never truely understood
Now
   I am strong, but
Only
   because of her
Pain
   no longer living or speaking to me and is only not
Quiet
   When she is pained.
Remains
   of the devil no longer shows or exists
Since
   she has come
Things
   have been easier and more
Understandable.
   Things for me are no longer in
Vain
   cause i am strong now, and as for
Weaknesses
   i no longer have any.
Xyloohones
   now have more of a tune and 
Yelling
 has no effect. And
Z
   makes Jazmine a whole new name
   the best name
   and my love's name

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