Clato
I love victory more
I love you,
But I love victory more.
I might love you,
But I won't hesitate to stain my hands with your blood,
Because I love victory more.
I will violently kiss you,
Because I love you.
I will throw a knife at your back,
I will slice you with my sword,
Because I love victory more.
I will rip you open,
And I will hold your heart,
For it belongs to me,
You are mine and I am yours,
But victory is above our love.
We are careers,
We are ruthless,
We are lovers,
We'll kill each other without a second thought,
Because we love victory more.
I am also dedicating this poem to Middy and Nona since it is Clato and I promised to dedicate them the Clato poems.
I hope you enjoyed this poem. The next one will be about President Coin.
As always reviews will be lovely.
