Together they are
A part they'll be
A war of hearts
Neither is free.
Captives of fate
Slaves to another
A battle fought
Death of a lover.
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Love is a battle field....yeah I totally just stole that.
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The Quasi-Coherent Ramblings of a Self Proclaimed Hermitess
De TodoIf the title didn't say it all read on. A collection of poems, other short works and random ideas with varying themes. Reader input is encouraged, oh and a "Hermitess" is a female hermit. Most entries have a base in my real life, but then again mos...
