A True Victory

As I lay here in a deadly calm repose

You sit laughing thinking you’ve won everyone over with your moxie.

Babe, well I got the wits .There is no greater battle to start with me.

I try and reason with defeat, but such treaties are often signed.

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Suicide or murder? Its hard to choose just one.

Even harder to refuse both.

The battle is far past over, cause I’m in check and your still at move one.

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You think this is painless. You're wrong.

Vanity claims my reflection, while inside destroying any and all morals.

It kills me too.

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Yes, it’s the end of a game you started at birth.

Naïve with what you thought was armor and a weapon.

Silly pitiful girl, all you had was a mouth to go with seductive curves.

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You were never fit to win,

Nor am I

That’s why I’m the only one left to sign the treaty of my terms.

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My signature is my death sentence.

Compromises are always the best way to end the first question asked.

That’s why I choose both.