Junkie Jesus

Hi, I'm new to writing poetry. Here's something I've been working on, Thanks for reading.

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He's my junkie Jesus and I'm his pastor

Bloodying my knees praying for plaster.

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Father, Son, Holy ghost

The dopeman's the one I love the most.

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Blessed bundle, dump the powder

I bet my dead mother couldn't be prouder

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Need it to not remember

Seeing you crumble last December

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It breaks my heart to feel her body this cold

I wonder what it would have been like for her to grow old.

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Thank you!

My comments:

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/z1wfq6/happy_international_womens_day/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3

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https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/z2050j/familiarity/