I try and fight you over and over again,
but we both know in this game, I can't win.
I always HOPE for a better outcome,
though I must concede loss, I fold, I'm done!
I'll go away and say only this,
sometimes it was fun and this I will miss.
If you would have mercy
I solemnly swear,
your superiority to all I will share.
I no longer have the strength for this fight,
YOU WIN LOVE
I was wrong and you were always right!
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