LOST AND FOUND

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There are wars that you fight and struggle to win
and there are wars that you fight with ease and victory stays certain
but this isn't one of them, as victory on my side is defeat to us
and letting you win means i lose you
we fight and we fight yet we would not end because we neither hope for a winner or a loser
this battle has taking all i have, struggling and struggling over the unending
i don't wanna lose you yet having you is a possession i can't afford
and when ever i run away, i moon run straight into you
the hardest thing seems to be the only right thing for me
i guess there are certain people you keep coming back to
no matter how much they hurt you, they seem to be your only joy
looking and searching for another that would have your heart
yet it must first be stolen from the one who holds your heart real close to theirs
trust me, i know, i understand but i must fight to my last breathe
as this painful joy is all i have to fight for
if i had a better way i most certainly will not take it, what then does that make me? a fool
loves fool and lust prisoner... i hate this i hate you and more so i love you more
I'm quite sure that even in this puzzle and maze that my soul is drowned in
somehow and some way for some selfish reason you will surely find me
i can trust that, that i will not be forever lost in this battlefield
whether in the end i die or survive it will be for this cause, my curse, love.

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awesome
3 August 2013 at 00:33
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