Fists flying
Voices shouting.
Tears streaming
Never stopping.
Faces accusing
Eyes glaring.
Fingers pointing
Always blaming.
Hearts beating
Breath stuttering.
Just fighting
Not caring.
A/N I was watching a fist fight, and after a few minutes, this just popped into my head. :)
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Lamentations Of The Heart (Poetry)
PoetryA warm hand holds mine Our beating hearts intertwine However cold the world may be Our love will keep us aflame, baby. This book is made up of my original poems. I hope you like it!
