Tug of war

In an everyday game of tug and war,

I indulge myself.

Pulling with all my might,

but the rope does not budge-

and I get dragged.

Inch by inch,

I’m losing.

Yet I still try to pull,

and at times

I manage to pull back.

Then the tugging comes back,

stronger and more persistent.

Every. Single. Day.

I pull and pull.

Each time,

more desperate than before.

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Tug of war

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