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This is the heart of war
gave too many fucks
now there are no more
picking mine apart
to find what part is sore
now I'm sitting in a puddle
     blood and guts on the floor
Kinda funny how it turns out it's just me
good man exterior
hides the bad guy deeply
and this I know is true
     because she can't see me
such a beautiful soul, had to have her,
my lover
she saw good guy to father to asshole
to brother
stuck in the ultimate friend zone
shucked from the intimate
make love?
           Heck No...
All cause I panic and bad
words come out
now she's snuggling the comforter
while I'm cramping on the couch...
        Ouch
All I understand are my doubts
and I'll probably never escape
        like I'm banned from going out
tried to treat her like a Queen
but my kingdumb is poor
and she don't even care no more
It feels dirty, heart smeared on the floor
 but all is fair
when Love is war
Written by beanbandit (Unfate the death shaman)
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