It's dark here and outside
Tell me is it my eyes or my heart
Can't see the light can't see the warmth
All I can see is the bloody battlefield
I'm burying a piece of mine everyday
To win what I think it's worth
Is it worth?
Sad soul and thirsty heart for love or control
Peace isn't an option anymore
A cheeky foot and red eyes
But still looking for triumph
I lost the road to come back to my old soul
But do I want to go back
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Looking For Her•[Poetry]•
PoetryA woman searching for her lost soul in the depth of memories of love and loss