You are an altered paradigm;
A strategy without thought,
Peacemaker with a bloodlust,
Splinters of words
and half-given commitments
cleave through my core,
A fragmentation grenade:
Obliterating my peace,
Entrenching memory with regret
while you hold its pin
between your finger and thumb,
Ever the warmongering victim,
Futile negotiations discarded,
Communication ceased,
I try, once again, to close my borders to you.
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amazing wowwww!
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This is a great write... I loved this line
'Peacemaker with a bloodlust,'
Beautiful...
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