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War

 

You doubted my will fullness 

You tampered with my weakened ends

You hoped I’d fray at all my edges 

You poked and prodded with distinguished wedges

You tried to wake a ghost in me that has long been fast asleep

You tried to aim for where it hurts yet still I do not weep

You surrounded me in misery , a blizzard of sadness & fear

Yet you see me climb up through the flames , and still I’m standing here

I will not collapse under your pressure , your storm won’t sweep me off my feet 

Every war you send my way , will have me rising to occasion 

Every ounce of dismay will not send me to retreat

You can send me to my coffin , you can sick every hell hound on my scent 

But it’s you who will lose every battle , for my soul will not repent 

My bodies armed with bliss and laughter 

My heart is filled with happiness sought after

And still you try & fight this war

But what is it that you’re fighting for ?

I will not be clouded by your darkness , I will not fall under your trick

So go ahead and choose your weapon , you shoot first I’ll let you pick 

Pick the poison that you’re tasting , cause if I fall you’ll fall too

Soon you’ll find what you’ve been fighting , wasn’t me ; but always the war with in you. 

🌷(3)

◄ To be

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