War

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your cheek

a blue and silver moon

hold your breath

it will be over soon


your eyes

each a bright pendant

this war we fight

you are my defendant


your lips 

a poised tulip's petal

you fight hard

words against metal


and i know

deep within my twisted mind

we'll lose this

even with forces combined

so i give up

and say goodbye



wow guys over 900 reads and 100 reads on my first poem. That's insane! Thank you all so much for supporting me through this collection so far!




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