His Battle
Her eyes darted back and forth
Studying his face
He was battling his demons
Far from reality, displaced
It was a necessity
For her to save him
But in doing that
Her own life was becoming dim
Every combat
Both came out with wounds
A piece of them each ruined
Every time the darkness
Washed over his soul
It was as if she was lost
Her eyes covered in a blindfold
She was a soldier in
His never-ending war
But when it was time to help her
He disappeared in the storm
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