hidden behind these carved letters

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I am a warrior without an armor.

I drawn out my sword-like poetry to pierce those who were trying to hurt me. I wrote in my poetry my pain. So that when I aim at my enemies, they would feel how painful it is to live with a broken heart, a shut-in soul, and an addled sanity. I wrote my poem with courage. So, when the time comes an enemy aims at me, my poetry would stand still like a shield.

And then you came, fully armored. Placed in your right hand a golden sword with its blade covered with diamonds. Too pretty to kill. And I only had my poetry who've shown its fragility in front of you.

I feel weak when you're around and at the same time I feel strong. You're my sanity yet I become crazy with you beside me..

And with a single glance from you, I surrendered my everything. And then my poetry became my worst enemy. Because I chose you over something that protects me.

And what it did to me? I lost the battle.

[A.J]