Battle

I have been frail.

My love was feeble.

So sickly.

Afraid of something so real and pure.

Couldn’t justify the blessing of you.

I am not suitable for this.

Yet, I crave.

Yet, I yearn.

Yet, I beg.

Tearing at the seams.

Frayed, and desperate. 

I prepare for battle.

Though the loss is inevitable.

So inescapable.

Still I shout my war cry.

For you, I do battle.

 

 

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