Being You

Declaration day
Cruelest text

Gone to war

Battle hymn

Fight to deaths

Who’d have known

Who’d have guessed

We’d be at each other

Foes

Mother

Child

The

Honored guests

Love of my life

Words strike through

like

Sharpest knife

Heart impaled

Crimson comet

Creating skies

Of red at night

Ne’r an inkling

Nor a clue

It would end up

Being you

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