You have faith in your pocket
And hope down your throat
And it doesn't exactly choke you
But it also kinda does
When it all gets too much
And you want it all to bust
But it's fine
Because with faith in one pocket
You have motivation in another
And when it all comes down in dust
You can pull yourself together
- m.x.f
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Poetrypoetry / prose / words there is a before to every after- this is mine, as m.x.f
