War of Hearts
- Krystin B.

- Aug 1, 2019
- 1 min read
I slept with the enemy,
let him inside of me.
Remembered the last time,
this heart was ever mine.
I can’t feel him anymore,
I only see the end.
I started to miss him
before he even left.
I thought I knew better,
never again to be a fool.
That's what my heart learned,
but what can I do?
My heart is left empty,
and now the good is gone.
I slept with the enemy,
and the enemy has won.



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