Ok, Fine!
....victory will be mine
OK fine, you win this time,
But next time, victory will be mine.
I'll train harder and improve my skill,
Until I'm unbeatable, with an iron will.
OK fine, I'll take the blame,
Even though it wasn't all my shame.
I'll apologize and make things right,
And work to avoid future fights.
OK fine, I'll let it go,
Even though it hurts me so.
I'll try to forgive and forget,
And move on without regret.
OK fine, I'll say goodbye,
Even though it makes me cry.
I'll cherish the memories we made,
And know that goodbyes don't have to fade.
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