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Relationship battlefield

We’re sitting in the trenches
of two opposing sides
fighting a battle no one started
and no one is going to win

Our weapons are our words and actions
that we shoot blindly from our holes
unable to see
where we hit the other side

The green grass where we once played
has turned into frozen mud
an unscalable barrier
of our buried memories

The rare peace offers we send across
always come crawling back
twisted and turned
unable to reach the other side

So we stay put in our trenches
on two opposing sides
continuing a battle
both of us already lost

©mywritingtherapy

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