Forever Safe, by T.R.

T.R.

Forever Safe

In you and I

There is a war

That will not fly

Without a sword

You wield in hand

And cut the chord

We end the battle

For a moment

And with no time

For even a comment

Another battle

Without an omen

We learn a lesson

A curse to bear

After every battle

A new war is there

And blindly we

Always prepare

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