Your Issues

Poem By James McLain

Perceived heart mind others decline
comfortable is the couch of denial.
Triggers are chiggers on flesh inside
soft flesh one annoys other is blind.
World of description labels burdens
hatching eggs to unfurl bright mind.
Methods use weapons shuddered
acceptance of abnormal comparison.
Heal feel sense employ is empathy
compassion would then be fashion.

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