Your Inevitable LossA Poem by EruditeWhen my white flag is ignored, I'm left no choice but to take you downYou've come to me in this realm of mental games. You've come to match wits with a genius, Now, I shine like a thousand suns, Only to stay your sword. "It's esoteric. He's a grandiloquent." He hung his head in shame, © 2018 EruditeAuthor's Note
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Added on March 2, 2018 Last Updated on March 2, 2018 AuthorEruditeRiverside, CAAboutGreetings, reader. Please do enjoy this music I've prepared for you, and don't be too bashful to take a peek at some of my writings. My poem titled "Ah, To Float in My Boat" is one of my personal .. more..Writing
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