I opened my eye to love
and died
I carved out a wound
and cried.

Everyone loves hate.

Sorrowful with ink I write
my elegy
Sorrowful with fate I mourn
my emotions.

Everyone hates love.

Battling this war we rue
our emotions
Battling this war we knew
our corruption.

We fight, minerva.

Living with all
i tie
No love returned;
i die.

I opened my eye to love
and died
I opened my soul to truth,
and came to fly.

written 2017.
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