Monday, November 2, 2015

Love, true

There’s a reason I do what I do
A reason I think I need to tell you
A reason to my existence
A reason only you could see through

There’s not much to this life;
Sorrow and pain run rife.
Victories are few and far between,
Not enough love, so much strife

In the midst of all comes an angel
Descends on me like a love apostle
She takes away the anger, frustration
Fills my heart with the means to survival

You listen to my every plea
You make me more than me
You break through all my constraints
For all I know, a goddess is thee

So there’s the reason for you
For why I do what I do
The reason for my existence
I love you true

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