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Shaakiera Schroeder
Johannesburg South Africa

Take No Prisoners.

Rating: 5.0
In the battlefields of love, souls are lost ….
Bodies linger aimlessly…
No purpose….no hope,
except the tangible longing to die….
Crawling around, hearts are found, shattered in a million pieces…
Minds’ in frenzy- almost completely lost …searching…searching… for something, not sure what…
I give up, roll onto my back and look to the sky for answers…
What is the point of all this?
Inside a war rages and I hear a voice loud from deep within “GET UP…DON’T GIVE IN – VICTORY AWAITS”
With torn limbs and shattered heart - I jump to my feet and start my trek…struggling through the battlefields of love once again….praying for victory.


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Saturday, February 4, 2012
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COMMENTS
Winter Wyte 05 February 2016
That was good not just good but GOOD
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Chinedu Dike 31 August 2014
A nice title and overall a lovely piece, keep it up. Please have a look at my poems - Mzansi And The Ballot Box, Mandela - The Immortal Icon, ANC And The Struggle. Remain blessed.
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