Love, war and blood.

When i was young,

I thought love was the panacea for all infirmities.

That it was the most beautiful feeling ever discovered.

Little did i know,

That love means shedding of blood.

That love can create violence and oppression.

That love razes homes and fractures souls.

In love and war, all is in pain.

All is in a never ending battle.

All is wounded.

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