Warrior
I fought in many battles
but yours was my favourite
for many reasons.
You came to me in waves,
like depression.
You invaded my thoughts,
like my favourite poetry
and I chased you around
like an endless sky.
Yet you drove the sword
right through my heart
but I was no less than a
warrior and I refuse to go
down without a fight.
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ESTÁS LEYENDO
Underneath My Skin | Poetry
Poesíaa few poetries I've scrawled underneath my skin -» all rights reserved to the author
