Driven by your Charm

November 1, 2015

Every time I see you walk by,

I feel the sparks fly inside of me,

Mansions are monumental to buy,

But your charm is what is as fresh as tea,

You may disregard how elegant you are,

But, I feel that it is a crime to have you,

Where you stand by me, kissing my every scar,

That is what motivates me to push through,

Going into my career that leads to my dream,

I feel as empty as a hollow log,

But, I am prepared to face what is extreme,

Where I have no shame of being the underdog,

There is no mercy that lies on my journey,

But, your words are what truly inspire me,

Even if my hands must become ever so dirty,

I will prevail for you before I reach the sea,

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