The hope to my scars and fights
The gray to my black and whites
The spark in my darkness and frights
The soothness in my pain and cries
The destination to my struggles and tries
The warmth to my cold and heartless despise
The gleam to my dreams and my plain eyes
The perfection to my love and my paradise
The inspiration to every rise and every sacrifice
Yes, an emotion too hard to describe
She makes me feel complete and alive inside.
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Not the theme of my book but sometimes a little happiness is worth it.
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