In the midst of violent nights,
The battered casualties laid dead on the cold streets covered with blood
The sounds of rifles going off numerous times was what shock me heavily
I feared for my life,
I wished to join those who were screaming at the top of their lungs as a cry for help
My eardrums were acquainted with their screams, it was nothing unusual.
I wished to join those who were running for their lives, but my legs were suddenly glued to the ground,
I couldn't move anymore
It was as if my legs were petrified to step on those blood painted streets
My feet had failed me!
In the midst of one violent night, I had a strange feeling
Instead of nervousness overwhelming my body,
For a change, a warm feeling clouded my heart, I felt something I wasn't familiar with
How dare my heart experience such warmth on this very disastrous night?
In the midst of one violent night,
In the middle of a blood inked street,
There she stood,
Clothed in a black coloured dress that adorned her pear shaped face
In the midst of one violent night,
I met the love of my life
When her eyes met mine
There and then I knew what love at first sight was
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