BattlefieldA Poem by K. CarverAh, yes, the forgotten love. The love never noticed.they say love is a battlefield and if it's trues then you should know, your winning
you started shooting without knowing your aim but i just took it like the woman i am
we walk through these halls everyday but i'm invisible you dont see
and i keep trying to mend these veins you keep opening with every shot you make
but i am afraid you will forever win, my love, on this bloodied, broken battlefield © 2009 K. CarverFeatured Review
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5 Reviews Added on June 4, 2008 Last Updated on July 28, 2009 AuthorK. CarverHornbeckAboutYes. Well. Not much to tell, so not much to read. I write poems, mostly. I'm breathing with life. I don't believe that I'm quite successful at either. I do ask one request of anyone who may read this:.. more..Writing
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