Topic: Love is a battlefield of emotions. | |
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im still layin in the field
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Hmmm, Pat Benitar: Hit my your cum shot, fire away!!!
I would be that rusty tin soldier still standing in the rain waiting for you... |
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im war torn and tatterd |
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always keep your piece well-oiled, loaded, and ready for action!
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medic
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casualty of war.
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Have survived a few wars and ready to jump back in
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i'd be a sitting duck and all the arrows would get a clear shot at me
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I'm still walking...just to stupid to lay down....................
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Wounded in action a few times but ready to go back. Retreat is not an option. But looking for that sweet surender
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There are no winners in war, only survivors.
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pimp down pimp down,
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Im already dead. and left in the field, ![]() ![]() ![]() I second that bro I don't believe that! ![]() |
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Im already dead. and left in the field, ![]() ![]() ![]() I second that bro I don't believe that! ![]() Sometimes i feel like that ![]() |
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If love was a battlefield, and I was a soldier in this war....I'd be bored and unemployed. Nothing to push against.... I don't see love as a battlefield, more like an exclusive resort... ....pass my marguerita someone, and my sunglasses? ![]() Hmmm, and I can smell the coconut suntain oil too! You need salt on that? Rocks or blended? I'll go grab two! ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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Although I may be an "amputee" of that war (i.e. left all of my extremities at the battlefield), but, while my main "weapon" is still intact (and the ability of experiencing the emotions is operational), I'd march (or croll) forward...
But, I think, the premise is wrong: LOVE and Battlefield are contradictions -- if that's a Mutual love: then you'd enjoy winning the battles as much as purposely losing! (since making up is always sweeter after breaking up...) -- doesn't matter how many battles you lose, but who you lose it to! ! ! (referring strictly to the mutual Love* * *) |
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