FightUnderTheLight

Scalpels flash in RED hands Stitches opened and scars made. While the nicotine demands For BLU man shall soon fade. In the midst of pointless war, After a revolver's shot and a miss, Unlike any soldier from before, The two share their first kiss. The Medic, his only company being doves, Sews together blood-starved body parts. The Spy, meeting and wooing many loves, Only to run and break their hearts. Two mercenaries of opposite sides, Was there anywhere they really belong? As the purple demon is the one who decides, Could they hide their affair for long? It reached a crescendo after the thirteenth week, Their uniforms of BLU