I have my faith in you,
and sleep with all the beliefs of you
that might be false, or might be miraculous.
wake up with you as a motivation
that at the end of the day pushed me under.
i seek for you in my sickness and my accomplishments.
whispered to you, about just everything.
they blame God, but i blame you.
they thank God, and i thank you.
i walk in a path you made for me, built everything in the thought of you.
Destroyed everything,
in
the name of You.
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Immortality of Pain
PoetryGatsby threw all the large parties for Daisy, I write poems for my love. and in the end? Daisy's a bitch.
