still war

war is over. the sun rose again.

still, I catch myself,

sharpening my sword, polishing my armor,

ready to win, ready to fight,

but no flag waves in the wind above,

the blood has dried.

every tear, every wound,

it was worth it,

I did it out of love.

but it was still war.

-lov

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[jacob erin-cilberto]

Life is a series of battles...we hope to be armed and ready to survive each.
Love is a very strong weapon to wield...