Troy

For love, men would kill men. For love, men would let men die. For love, men would kneel before their enemies. Yet, The world runs with the fuel of hatred. The world rots with the taste of power. The world kills men for the love they possess. For, Love for their partners. Love for their family. Love for their peers. Yes, Love, is nothing, but a spell, that binds lovers to battle, for those who are thirsty for power. You might be wondering how I know that you're awesome! Because I know you read this via RSS.