Mental Crisis Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Mental Crisis



Abraham Lincoln
every year they took his picture.
It wasn't the life of the war.
Death was the friend of many.
Rivers of tears lines of pain.
As they still to day upside down.
The path of true love runs away.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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