Nicknamed Jesus Thearaputic Babbling
To The Outside Angel
You won't leave
I didn't push you far enough
I didn't mean-
You forgive me anyway?
What did I do to deserve-
Everyone deserves to be happy, huh?
I don't have to pay you back
For that hour I spent running the colors on your shirt?
What are you, some kind of Saint?
Just because you don't have a stick up your ass, huh?
Okay, modern-day Jesus, then...
Hey, he was a teenager once too
I don't think he knew that joke-
I know you know I love you

Once again, inspired by David H. (my unofficial poetic muse), who constantly pesters me to publish- I mean supports, my work.
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