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This Kind of War
No one really knew your name then
But you were in the right place, at the wrong time
Love sounded like a harmonica by the fire and
you blew very hard
It nearly toppled you over.
You can wait for it if you'd like, she said, but I am a
logical lover
I know what I want, and I know how difficult it is to get it
So don't try to play me for a fool, she said
You're no different then the next one or the one before
You're just a girl with a significant amount of balls, thinking
you can conquer me like a continent
All the while, you know nothing of this kind of war
People die, doing this.
And I eat their remains like metaphors.
