this is war (as you refuse)
Course of Lightning
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If thou persists on war, there shall be war.
Craving as lush meadows, dwelling in sunglight flares into fire.
The burnt heart of a lone wolf perishes within midnight,
Therefore identity can no longer exist.
Grieving of the lost mentality,
Spirit aghast as thou pierces faint daggers into souls.
Crimson fabric broken into shreds.
Thou most horror correct.
With time, if thou initiates this war-
There shall be war.
And no longer green,
But bloody red.
-poem by beautifulove (copyright 2014)
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