Almost Counts
In the war of words count the cost all is fair in love maybe but not war hearts mend but dead bodies wash ashore they will war no more being dead war is not hell tragic but enough said love is the fairest lest you be a whore In the war of words
You know better than being lost unsatisfied but a chance for more the love of money rotten to the core war is cold far as I know and so is frost In the war of words
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2016
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