Written on - 10 December 2021
Published on - 13 December 2021
The gleaming sword pierces the air, and gently kisses necks.
Gun shots flies around,
leaving bloody pecks.
Victory or defeat is decided
in a single touch.
Honesty and fondness
is not worth much.
And beneath,
sitting beside each other,
life and death
are waiting for us to choose either.
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