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War of the WordsFiery barbs Like arrows Piercing through the Throes of this Verbal battle.War of the Words
Our wasted words Are so absurd, And sting More than blows.
You tell me You don't love me And you won't.
And I promise I don't care If you leave me. And I won't.
Love lost, But war won By the one who's Sharpest of tongue.


JusticeBlindness. The salty taste of blood Mingling with tears. The hit, the sound Of the gavel. Led out in fetters, chains, and bonds, Sealed and locked away. Out of sight, But never, not ever Out of mind. Weight lifted from shoulders, A sense of relief and closure, But never full recovery. Skewed senses of right and wrong Because it is rarely fair, And sometimes never served at all.Justice
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