You hold up
your shield and sword.
To fight the battle
With one mission.
Protect your heart.
He stalks you
like a prey
Shot with an arrow
and you...
start to fall.
Fall for those wonderful eyes.
Fall for those gentle arms.
Only to realize
that the battle
isn't between
you and him
That the battle
is within
And you can't fight it anymore.
Written by: jme_28
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Little Red Notebook
PoetryLiterature is mimetic. It mirrors our life stories and experiences. It narrates, expresses, records, catalyzes and influences us. Literature should be cathartic. Experience every emotion as you read through Little Red Notebook. Little Red Notebook...
