Fighting Love

by Harshita Das aged 12

Those weapons you wield, they will not harm me
For you will never hit the target’s center
As you do not know my weakness
I reside in your mind, gnawing on your emotions
Sucking hope and yet, giving you irrational joys and fears
You wish to fight me from a distance
But the only way to defeat me is to come closer
To give in and face me
And either I will destroy you entirely
Or you will win
And only then will I become your ally
And only then will you find your special someone

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