War on the Homefront

March 28, 2014

Love is war.

Can it be?

Walls built up

Tumble like the Trojan.

Tragedy and fear concrete

Blown to bits.

Love actually sneaking in.

After so much hate

so much angst

He touched my lips

I lost my grip

Falling into him

This is not how I live

This is not who I am

Not anymore

This battle for my heart starts now.

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