| | I find myself wanting to get away.
Away from the heartache
the trouble
the anger and jealousy
and sadness.
It is constant
and sometimes
I am left wondering:
on our deepest level, are we friends?
In love?
Because sometimes it seems like we are
Enemies.
The art of war is not a pretty one.
It is not displayed in museums
not portrayed in the media as beautiful
and not celebrated among artists
of any kind.
Fighting
oftentimes seems like
there is
No
Freaking
Point.
What happens when generals
get tired of fighting?
They can't just
quit.
Or else
they lose the war.
And Oh!
How important it is
to win that war.
Oh so important.
But in defeat...
what have they got
to lose?
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