Ciara Mitchell


Battle-Field In Smoke

You took the gun and shot me blind
You tied me up and left me to die
But one thing I could never held close
Why is our relationship like a battle field in smoke,

I was your guardian and your nice opposite
But you treated me like nothing but an obligated resistant.
I was a friend and helper trying to understand you
And yeah maybe I did have a little crush have a crush on you.

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