I truly do.
I admit
One-hundred and ten percent
I submit.
You are better.
Stronger.
Faster.
I am a mere counterfeit
On your behalf.
A piece he tried to shave down
Just to fit
The hole he cannot bereft.
I submit.
Please take him and leave.
Theres no need to convince.
I am a misfit.
Theres no need to requit.
I am so tired.
I just want to lay down
And rest.
So please.
I submit.
Please take him and go.
Oct 31, 2019
Oct 31, 2019 at 10:15 PM UTC
I truly do.
I admit
One-hundred and ten percent
I submit.
You are better.
Stronger.
Faster.
I am a mere counterfeit
On your behalf.
A piece he tried to shave down
Just to fit
The hole he cannot bereft.
I submit.
Please take him and leave.
Theres no need to convince.
I am a misfit.
Theres no need to requit.
I am so tired.
I just want to lay down
And rest.
So please.
I submit.
Please take him and go.
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