Why must we fight?

Sometimes the beginning isn't really thee beginning and sometimes the end isn't really thee end...

Fight after fight
word after word
tear after tear

Mystery scars... no one knows the meaning of their existence

Reappearing love that I thought, was forgotten...

Beauty... hidden beneath the ugly

Dream beauty
live fate

Thee best kind of love.. is thee love unknown

~Don't know if made up before but if it was... credit to them

"wine is medicine for the alcoholic..."

~my aunt said it but I don't know if anyone has made it up before soo credit to whoever

I don't know if I should care for you anymore...