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When we argue - I must concede
Because on this the devil feeds.
The devil gets his greatest sensation
When he disrupts any relation.

He is there waiting for the spark to ignite
So we can begin to fight.
He knows that love can conquer all
And waits for us to weaken so we can fall.

Like a lion waiting for its prey
In the bush he will lay.
The devil has many stomping grounds
And you never know when he’s around.

His greatest victory is when we go astray
And to GOD we no longer pray.
Yet he can not tell what’s in the heart of man
When we decide to take a stand.

Since We were blessed at our birth
With his holy water from this earth.
And we were taught right from wrong
And we became very strong
We will fight whatever the devil
throws our way, and live to fight another  day.

So to the devil I say to you
With a pure heart there is
Nothing that you can do.

We have - FAITH, HOPE, AND LOVE
Given to us from up above.

I saw that necklace around his neck
There are so many reasons to why it would be there
But none of them positve

It goes along with the rose he made for you
out of paper, by the way I can make one better,
So, Are you and me fighing over him
What is going on?

I don't feel like we are
But are we about to
I honestly don't know the answer
This is the first time I expressed my liking for one guy and there is another who could pontetial be a threat
Should I work harder?
Should I?
I don't know

I dont know whats  worth fighing for
and I dont know how I got to be here
Im caught between two
stuck in the middle
Im not in control
And in the end ill be the last to know

I try and fight to stay away, giving you your peace amd happiness without me.
But memories of us hit me like a comet to earth, barely seen, beautiful, yet so abruptly it shakes the ground on impact...
I'll never be able to Say enough, to win you back or to tell myself to let go.
I may sit in my ivory tower, but im no king, but a jester left alone due to the plague of my past.
                                    **Sad
                               Troubled
                               Old man
                      Left dancing alone,
                    fighing himself About
           Words left that were unspoken.

I taught him that life was a battlefield,

I gave him all he will ever need to fight those wars and win them all

But I failed to tell and teach him how to stay alive.

I told him that his society will protect him

I advised him to trust in his leaders for help

that his country will fight and stand by him

But I failed to tell him that his society will bring his fall.

I lost my son in the battlefield

I could have given my life in exchange

but I got carried away fighing my wars

And now his lifeless body lies in my arms

A generation of greatness lost!

A nation of selfless leader wiped out!

A great warrior is lost to war!

All in the name of raging wars

I regret not teaching him to stay alive.

im tired of people wasting my time.
im tired of getting my hopes up for no reseon.
im tired of this world fighing over greedy ****.
im tiredof every one thinking there are better than ******* themselfs