The towel feels soft in my hands
And all I have to do
want to do
could do
is throw it in
toss it in
give in.
But I’ve been a quitter
every day of my life
all my life
in all I try.
For once,
I want to finish the game
my only aim
end this game.
I’m not asking to be a winner
I just don’t want to be a quitter
a deserter
this time.
© 2013 ck’s days
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