Middle of a Battle
Stuck in the middle of a battle,
I never wanted,
I feel like I can't breathe.
Living with the supposive enemy.
Days away from the liberator.
Feeling the after effects of the fires.
Stuck in the middle of a battle
I never wanted.
Lies I must tell cause pain.
Dizzy from circling voltures.
When I look at the sky
I see help.
But I can't reach it.
The supposive enemy thinks I'm the only alli,
But in reality I'm a double agent.
Lies I must tell cause pain.
Copyright © Kara Mclain | Year Posted 2008
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