There is not a thin line between love and hate
but a fortress
Glistening green walls envelope our hearts
hardened, jaded, but oh so delicate
Some of us forget, after a time
to guard the fortress
This is when the monsters creep inside
poisoning the air, scratching and clawing toward us
Demons run wild through the fortress
Wreaking havoc
Tearing the fortress apart, piece by piece
until love and hate crash together in a tumultuous wave
Inseparable but for the rebuilding of the fortress
Better, Stronger, Protected
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