Till death do us partA Poem by AeroIve lost my freedom. I have torn up and killed what was left of my emotion. I know the scars make an appearance, but most go ignored. I have held my ground, but i changed the turf on the playing field beneath me. A dead warrior is the one to be feared, for we are expecting what some call "unexpected". Weve seen it all, fought it all and some choose to tell their stories, others choose to have their stories define them. We dont change ourselves, we learn and move forward. We adapt. Its a battle to the death and in this battle there will be one victim, whose naive and innocent character will left for dead. And of course there remains the killer, but the killer wont survive.
© 2015 AeroAuthor's Note
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