J.S. Poem by joey cooksey

you my dear are the cruelest of all. pain you tryed to bring to me to break what no man has ever broke before. so cruel are you to try to take what is mine how cruel you are to make me watch you try and end what we had made hunted hunted eyes how cruel you are to make me beg to see what is mine who i love the most. you have done your very worst to try and make me leave but by the grace of god i stand for all to see free of you finely i have won thanks to the master of heaven and hell.