His charming lies,
The tears she cries
His cold eyes,
Her lengthy sighs
His wolf-like grin,
Her own battle within
His terrifying shout,
Her many doubts
His painful howl,
Her menacing scowl
It all proved to be for none
When the battle was done
Were they fighting for something
Or just for nothing,
anything, at all?
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