Warzone, does that always mean that my hand is pulling the trigger?
Warzone to me is spitting anger
Filling the space with so much hate we choke on our own words
Clawing at each others throats
Suddenly your fingers intertwine
Eyes filled with tears
Tongue swelled with blood
Its forgivin only for the night
Why am I scared of my own heart.
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Author:
Galaxa (
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- Comment from author about the poem: For me, it shows a toxic relationship. One I've seen one too many times....
- Category: Reflection
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