A Wounded Soldier in a Battle of Love
" The outcast have a good personality, The Bullie experienced bully itself, and The Scarred is the stunning of them all."
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All is fair in love and war,
Getting wounded, being scarred
We lose, were bruised , love is dangerous.
Sweet words is like a bomb, ticking and calm
When your time is up, BOOM and your time is up.
We are all soldiers fighting for LOVE.
Blinded by rage, glutton for blood
Fighting without thinking, declaring war for nothing
No back-outs this is it, though fate is still obscure
One thing is for sure, loving someone who don't love you
Is like a lousy soldier going to battle without armor or gun.
What's the use of battle? What are you fighting for?
Is it for Lust? Love? or maybe just your Pride?
A Deflated Ego for a man and an Over Loving heart of a woman.
Ahh Yes, the most common of the downfall,
Mostly Defeated and some held Captive.
Losing a battle makes a soldier stronger than before.
Learning from the strike, shielded than before,
Though cold and harsh it's part of the clash,
No need to worry cause we all have a heart,
A heart that beats and love no matter what.
Be patient on a wounded broken heart,
For the soldier who bears it, is the luckiest,
Because those who have been wounded badly,
Are also those who are capable of loving greatly.
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