The journey is on the troubled waters.
I see I am troubled here.
I am loosing a friend here.
I am loosing a battle here.
The battle was bloody.
The result was bloody.
I am asked along the sides of politics.
Does love know any politics?
My love for you knew no bounds.
You once told me -
"your presence is priceless ... "
Is it still priceless?
Is this the cost of your love?
Is this the price of my love?
I am loosing a friend here.
I am loosing a battle here.
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