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Jesus Stole Him From Me;
Jesus stole him from me;
A cleft of my heart went
With my beloved to grand company.
Shock distracted the void –
Grief befriended melancholy
And I tagged along, I admit.
Anger pulled – whispered mortality –
I regrouped my senses
But still, it finds me.
Thank God, forgiveness was created
For also this exigency.
Copyright ©
Amy Michelle Mosier
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