Surrendering the prize, prize of my pride.
Taking back what I did to you.
Stopping all efforts, giving into pressure.
Persuasive words, made me slip up.
You have me figured out,
Have found my weakness, and learned to use it.
Slipped from my fingers, forcing this on me.
I loose my hold, and give up.
Loosing my pride, giving the prize.
Weakness, buttery fingers.
Give up.
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Sorry I think I deleted the previous poem that I just updated, so here is another one... Anyway, if you could please go read Starlight I would love it! It is a new story, that I took off for a while, and now it is back! The plot has really changed, and I would love it if you would read it! It is in the external link!
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365 Days (Poetry)
Poetry365 Days. There are 365 days in a year. That is 364 normal days, and the lucky 1 day, that is astounding. These are poems of MY 365 days, my life. However, this will not be 365 poems, because wattpad doesn't allow that... it will be 36 poems, and o...
