The Consequences of War

by Vodka   Apr 2, 2008


The battle within myself,
Deciding what path to choose.
Longing for a thing of naught,
reminders of the battle I fought.

My only enemy
Is hiding inside my soul.
Trying to breaking free,
slowly killing me.

I know I can never win,
I am fighting on both sides.
I'm waiting for me to defeat,
and to retreat.

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