POEMS FICTION ESSAYS PHOTOS/GRAPHICS CONTACT
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To Scott:

Jahari Dodd

I had a relapse a drawback of my rehabilitation

Drugs in my friend causes great frustration

I love my friend and would hate to see

Him go

But at this rate he’ll be dead before

I know

I’ll be missing him over his grave

Saying he’s a soul I wish I could have saved

Watching him failing so weak, his body shutting down

Reaching to grab his arm

Pull back causing harm

Don’t wanna get too deep my love for you

Is strong not sweet.