On the battlefield of feelings, where dreams clash with reality harsh

On the battlefield of feelings, where dreams clash with reality harsh,
Where hearts are shields and glances are arrows that fly through air,
I walked fearless, with determined steps, carried by an inner force,
In a world where love is war, and every heartbeat is a new battle declared.
In my armor shines every scar, every wound I've ever received,
Testimony of battles fought, of sleepless nights and days without sun.
But despite it all, I remained unshaken, like a rock facing the storm, like a feather
That floats lightly, carried by wind, toward a new horizon, toward a new dawn.
The magic of love enveloped me, with its mysterious and powerful spell,
And I became a warrior of feelings, a knight of passion burning bright.
In every fight, I had beside me hope, my magical shield that protected me well,
And I went forward, despite all obstacles, with determination and with illusions in sight.
The melancholy of lonely nights, the sadness of endless days without end,
Were defeated by the power of love, by the magic of pure feelings strong.
And even though the road was hard, and I had moments when I wanted to give up, to surrender, to let myself be conquered and bend,
I chose to fight, to go further, with a heart full of hope and with love as armor all along.
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