My DrumGod

 You're perfect

 You're mine

 You're obsessed with the beating of drums

 Though you don't hear the drumming of my heart

 You're perfect

 You're mine

 You love to make music in you're life

 Though you didn't notice I'll make music for you

 You're perfect

 You're mine

 Is there anything missing?

 There shouldn't be

 You're perfect

 You're mine

 They say power is what make a person elevated

 They say drums symbolize war

 No

 You're a God

You're the reason there is a beat. The reason He made you

 You're my DrumGod

This poem is about: 
Me

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