Mental Warzone

Bullets etched with battling wishes

Initially forged within the backrooms of the brain

And shaped by one’s anima

Now hurtling across the No-Man’s-Land

An almost perfect mirror when they strike

Cannibalizing one another

Scavenging the strengths of their siblings

Until a few remain, ultimately reaching the frontline

Ushering in the day’s priorities

Serving cold the duties to execute

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