War

by Lovely Kissesz   Jun 5, 2013


My fragile hands
Will always clench of anger.
(With you)

My War will always be...
(Just beginning)

These teeth clench
Onto shattered hopes.
Spilling over
Into vile need.

Well...
My fort has finally crumbled.
Take this tattered white flag.
(Burning in the air)

Take this war
And chew on your own hatred.
I'm no longer your wall
To catch your bittered spew.

I can't fix
What wasn't broken.
Nor can I love
Something that can't love......(me)

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