How is it That

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by Smiling_At_Gun_Point

by Smiling_At_Gun_Point

How is it that

Even in the thickest fog

I find inspiration

When I'm with you?

Words flow like an endless river

Through Great Dam blocking my mind.

My dearest muse

I find in you.

My greatest story

Is called Us.

Ever since we came together

My speech has faltered

But my words have become

Extravagant.

Though we won't go down in history

This book will never be famously published

Your pages will forever have a place in my book

My greatest story called Us.