Hearts battlefieldA Poem by Battlecry
Taken from the depths of time
Historically manmade I stand here on this battlefield Ready for the grave I've made Bloodshed darkens up the mind Shadows lay their siege Taking in your heart and then Filling it with greed Grasping at straws Grasping at strings Grasping at threads To find what it means Grasping at the rubble that lay at my feet What went wrong with me? We lost the battle but not the war Hold up your guns and raise your swords We lost the battle but not the war! Ready and aim for the heart nextdoor~ Ready and aim for the heart nextdoor!~ © 2017 Battlecry |
StatsAuthorBattlecryIAAboutI adore the fact that I can knit together a blanket of emotions using nothing more than an object to write with and my own mind. Music and passion are what drives my soul to ignite. To be the best.. more..Writing
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