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my surrender
i am no longer able
to put up a fight
my tears have dried up
my inner fire
no longer burns bright
my longing has long given up
as well as my will to contest
i'm aware that the honesty
of your words
will always burn me
no matter how thick
my bullet proof vest
that is why i'm waving this flag
i've raised it
at half-mast
its blinding white texture
against your ever-dark blindness
is quite the contrast
my pacification
is well worth my pride's price
so for you, my love
i have chosen
to make this humble sacrifice
Written by Eryka Patrice aka… Sugyrplum
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