I take my leave, sir
no tears in my eyes
certainly no grief
except the one
of having met you
believe you, kind
I take my leave, sir
hoping to easy
my broken pride
heal the wounds
that´ll proof
no deep enough
to bleed me out
I take my leave, sir
longing for retribution
to see you fall
perhaps no by this humble pawn
secretly rejoicing
on a future encounter
where I will have
the high hand.
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