Battle of Life
Mortar bombs
and archer towers
Springs traps
in the midst of flowers.
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PoesieJust some poetry and stuff: The words of a young adult with too many thoughts. It might suck, but I don't care. These are my own, sincere words; There is no right and wrong, as they constantly wander through spheres of whom they belong. This is me...
Battle of Life
Battle of Life
Mortar bombs
and archer towers
Springs traps
in the midst of flowers.