Love is a Battlefield
My life Is full of confusion,Sometimes I wish it would just end,
Things are never simple,
Things never change,
Through all this I defend.
Which friends are really friends,
Who is real and who is not,
My tears are fading into the black,
My vision is torn into shadows,
Through all this I have fought.
Someone to love,
Some thing to fight for,
That is all I have ever asked,
Why must my heart ache,
Why is it always so soar.
My soul is locked in a cage,
A fire burns deep inside,
Tears streak down my cheeks,
I look around and always find,
There is no where to hide.
There is one and only one,
Gone or not gone,
There is only one person in this world,
One that can stop my crying,
He is the one that I feed upon.
No matter what changes,
Even if I almost die,
Nothing in this world will make me stop,
I will never let go and just cry,
Love is a battle field,
And I will continue to fight till my final day.
Poetry by Miranda
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Written on 2006-10-31 at 04:20
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