No matter
How many battles
Are waged
Between
My heart and mind
No matter
How many
Thoughts are cut short
And feelings felled
Before they're expressed,
There seems to be
No clear winner,
My mind tries tactics
To block my heart
Rockets
And my heart
Strategizes subliminal
Torpedoes
Of impulses
One step backward
One step forward
Sometimes sideways
The only one moving
On the dance floor
To an internal song
Of conflict
Love and hate
About what I feel
For the likes of you
Never ending war...
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