The words sliced flesh open --
and without tracing the guideline like every other time.
Ears heard similar lyrics croon from a second set of scowled lips, but the mind encouraged another strike from the tongue --
even if the content is parallel.
These gated hearts are battling each other on only one side of the combat zone --
yet the eyes look into one another and read them as threatening.
Sightless stares -- unable to acknowledge that both severed souls are
conveying the same thing --
using different riddles.
Misunderstanding well known cardiac organs --
due to the whine of the wind rushing into the lungs to prepare a counterclaim --
And it was the most depressing defeat witnessed all week.
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