Small sonnet

my pens used to never tire
so dire and unfaithful I have become.
that i almost forgot one
who taught me how to win.
just got lost in these dark lights
but still within it fights
wants to come out
not with vengence
not any severence
but just to make me understand
that remember
your pens never tire.

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