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Jun 2016
I used to lose and
Think I was winning.

I used to win and
Think I was losing.

Now I'm losing and
No longer know the difference

I want to lose.
Every fiber of my being
wants to lose

I want to win
Not for me
for my family.

I can't win here though
I don't even want
to try anymore

Scarred Fingers
Rotting Teeth
Burning Throat

The price of losing {Winning}
The price of negative comments made
The price of winning {Losing}

Winning
Losing
It all  ends the same
So conflicted. Who knows what is right and what is wrong.
Written by
MKM
298
     Gaffer
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