Inferior Defiant
I could never compete
Inflict or excrete
I am intrigued
But felt obsolete
My rivalry being robust
Entrust in my fervor slavery
Riches glory & stature
I cannot confer
But i can surrender
What i feel and devote
Provide enamor
Zeal and hope
I feel balance
Conquering my synthesis
I am semblance
You are my grace
If i had a break
I'd take it and make it
I assure you
Just take my hand
And we'll endure
Copyright © Kyle N. Sampson | Year Posted 2018
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