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The war between my head and heart is no longer able to be ignored, No treaties, no compromising, no other alternative other than an armed battle, One will prove to be weak, unable to withstand the power of its rival, A dual to the death, victory awarded to the last man standing My head is well-equipped with spears of reason, with good judgment as its shield, It uses logical tactics in attempts to diffuse its opponents strengths, While best interests are the bullets, loaded into heavy machine guns My heart appears less official, but not to be underestimated, It’s canons are fired with passion as its driving force, It has no shields, no armor for protection, making it vulnerable to destruction, But the power and strength that lives within its burning love is more explosive than any nuclear warfare My head, while more prepared, lacks the endurance my heart has. My heart, while superior in strength, lacks the protection my head has. A bloodshed battle, Both putting up a great fight, But one must fall, For the other to rise Casualty of one, My head lying lifeless on the battlefield, Triumph achieved by my heart, Victory awarded to its majesty Impossible it is…to fight the power of one’s heart.
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Jul 11, 2013
Jul 11, 2013 at 2:04 PM UTC
Inner War
The war between my head and heart is no longer able to be ignored, No treaties, no compromising, no other alternative other than an armed battle, One will prove to be weak, unable to withstand the power of its rival, A dual to the death, victory awarded to the last man standing My head is well-equipped with spears of reason, with good judgment as its shield, It uses logical tactics in attempts to diffuse its opponents strengths, While best interests are the bullets, loaded into heavy machine guns My heart appears less official, but not to be underestimated, It’s canons are fired with passion as its driving force, It has no shields, no armor for protection, making it vulnerable to destruction, But the power and strength that lives within its burning love is more explosive than any nuclear warfare My head, while more prepared, lacks the endurance my heart has. My heart, while superior in strength, lacks the protection my head has. A bloodshed battle, Both putting up a great fight, But one must fall, For the other to rise Casualty of one, My head lying lifeless on the battlefield, Triumph achieved by my heart, Victory awarded to its majesty Impossible it is…to fight the power of one’s heart.
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Jul 11, 2013
Jul 11, 2013 at 2:04 PM UTC
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