Why I Thank God
A cartridge filled with a horde of shackled emotions, am I,
Trifle feelings loiter within me... until you elicit them out,
Wizened by time, you know that otherwise I might turn mordacious;
Thank God I found you, my dear Muse.
04/03/17
Copyright © Joanna Daniel | Year Posted 2017
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