24/09/2012 03:43


We’ve been through life,

We’ve been through love

And we have created war.

But now my sword is blunt,

And I can’t fight anymore.

And I know,

No matter how far I run away,

Your memory will follow me,

To my place in the grave.

At the end of this battle,

I’ll have scars to show,

But they will all be in places,

Only you will know.