Fitz

I'm just a mistake,
An unwanted consequence,
Of lust and passion.

War of the Worlds

To survive I'm struggling,
being torn in two,
it's me they're tearing,
but they don't have a clue
between them is no sharing,
it's a battle that I rue.

Two worlds which clash,
which will fight to the end,
together they crash,
 again and again,
meeting, it's me they smash,
for myself I must fend.

If I was never born,
and never existed,
I wouldn't  be torn,
my wrongs not listed,
I wouldn't be forlorn,
and of despair consisted

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