True Love of Coffee

On my knees? That’s where you think I deserve to be? You’ve got a lot of nerve for someone who took so much from me. You can take my family and you can destroy my life, but I’ll never believe that you are anything good. I’ll grind my teeth, push myself till my bones break, and fight until my blood stains the grass red. I won’t quit. Never. I won’t quit because you can’t make me. This fight is something you can’t win. You’ll have to kill me to make me quit. You can make every second of every minute filled with pain, but it’s not going to break me. It’s going to push me to succeed. I’m going to ride the fury you gave me until I see eye to eye with you and then I’m going to show you that no one is god. You have to beat me into the ground until I’m gone forever because every time I get up the only words escaping my lips will be “I survived”.

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