There is a clash between you and me...
Simply because our point of views we don't see.
I tell you white and you tell me black...
I try not to hold back while you also attack.
I push and you immediately pull...
We both start to seem so cruel.
Back and forth we go as our love gets harmed...
And just like this with only words we are armed.
Trying to state something that isn't there...
Acting as if for each other we never did care.
We both hold our ground on two different sides...
My space is the left and yours is the right.
In our relationship this has become our final fight...
As we keep it up the pain deeper starts to bite.
Now we must try to decide...
Fix our love or sending it into a suicide.
Love is a battle field.
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wow good expression showing here!!
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Correct little dear!
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Fix it
I would so fix it for you lol you are amazing and i just love reading your poems. This is wonderful, sad but wonderful. again my amazing writer lol.
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The ending is very beautiful! Love is a battle field! LOOK OUT! *dives on you and saves you from cupids arrow* whew you lived!!
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*LOLOLOL!*
Um, thanks... I think..?!
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Truly one of my favorite poems I've ever read.
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That's great to hear! Hope you enjoy just as much the rest I have to offer. Thank you!
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i Like this poem alot, lovers do intend to fight alot about the simplest thing, and end up ruining a perfect good relationship. but who am i to say what a good relationship is. Nice poem, keep it up.
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I can relate to that.
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