A Battlefield

April 16, 2009
By
More by this author
Love is a battlefield-
So you have to yield.
Hearts flying,
True love is dying.
I ask why,
Why he would lie.
I only wanted to know
What he had to show.
No cuts or scraps-
No odd colored shapes.
All I have to say
Is look both ways.
'Cause love is a battlefield.





Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback