the ones we thought as one with us,
who understand our failings
and see our frailties,
why do they threaten us
with the choicest of weapons ?
at times most desperate,
hoping for empathy and an ear.
why what we get is
misunderstandings unfortunate or
no reaction at all.
when we bleed to victory and otherwise,
fighting the world and the lines of fate.
what we realise after it is lost
is-our greatest fights are against
the ones we love the most.
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