Dirty war
Sometimes I cry
and I don't know what for
every step we have taken in life
has taken us to different worlds
now you are an ally
to those to whom you were a foe
and you are using dirty traps
to win a dirty war...
But I won't play this game
you can take it call
I won't even try
to keep what I never got
the battle was uneven
I stood no chance at all
we are now on different sides
of a tall bricked wall.
Jessica
Copyright © Jessica Carrasco | Year Posted 2024
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