fighting for love, one day at a time,
it makes me angry- it even makes me rhyme.
an unmovable force against a stubborn attack,
the challenge makes me wanna fight back.
Ill never give up for I want to win,
love is a battlefield women against men.
I'll tire of trying and lose my objective's sight,
sometimes i will fear for my heart and seal it away tight.
but what is life and love without a challenge or two?
Never to fight, losing a love I never knew.
And wanting love without a punch to throw,
life will creep by
loveless,
lonely
and slow
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