I am a warrior
My life a war
My heart a battleground
My brain the warfare
My memories, the weapons
At last, my blood flows in the battleground
I go to a rescue camp, write poems, heal myself
And move to the battleground again
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When Heart Talks... || Poetry ||
Poetry" Human is the one who wears his heart on sleeve, society is the one which cuts the hand off" A poetry collection from a human, who lost love, by mistake, but even if there's a chance to get it back, she won't take it.... The speciality of the poem...
