He was the rhythm to my lyrics because he was my only inspiration
He was the socks in my shoes because I hate wearing them in sepertation
He was the jokes to my laughs because he could always make me smile
He was the number in my phone because his was my favorite to dial
He was the script to my movie because every story needs confliction
He was the anger in my debate because every argument needs affliction
He was the ice to my cola because warm beverages aren’t as satisfying
He was the tears in my eye’s because he was the reason for my crying
This poem was written/submitted by Amanda McClellan.
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