a body lay, beat and broken. life, no longer flow blood, not even low. drained, with scars a token. down dead, it stays. no longer lived another day. a pair, a life, a shadow, paired through strife and hallowed ground to a pulp. begin again, a fatal dance take a gulp, another stance gains a picture, loses image. wins the war, loses scrimmage. [quote]©2019 John "HoTh" McWaters. all rights reserved[/quote]