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Nov 2018
I look at you and see the future I wasn't good enough for.
So a new life without you I go on alone to forge.

It's crazy I thought our fate could be bound;
After all, you're an angel gracing this sinner's ground.
I felt joy as pure as God's forgiveness, but with it pain like Satan's Brutus.

I'm sorry I thought I meant something to you.
It's just that you not only became my world;
You became my faith that this life was more than just cruel.

If you were kerosene,
I thought I was a match.
But I was only water holding you back.
You burn brighter than God; already more beautiful than any star.

I love you more than I know how to express.
But I'm a pitiful thief,
And you a Goddess.
Written by
Patrick  22/M
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