The violent poem of violence
Violent delights have violent ends.
When violence turns violent,
Brutal it blends.
When brutal is nothing,
Then…
Comes the end.
Except.
You die not for violence´sake,
But for another,
In anothers place.
Take love,
Take two together.
Take love…
Forever.
Copyright Sara Kehrer
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