#snipe
We fight, unfairly
saying that we care
tearing at our souls
emotions, everywhere
Elemental arguments
shouting, in despair
pulling out, all the stops
aren't we, the lovely pair
What we would do
what we have done
amounts, to suicide
lips, upon the gun
We're hot, we're cold
no middle ground
years go by, unsated
what goes, comes round
it seems, that we are fated
Fire and ice opposed
at least, so it would seem
fire loves the cold
and ice, has fire dreams
Aug 3, 2017
Aug 3, 2017 at 8:58 AM UTC