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The Loser in Him

I don’t know if you’d understand me,
But I hope you do.
Never take a pistol by the hand,
Or aim it at anything.

Once you do this,
A feeling comes,
It gives you power,
Makes you think you’re the strongest.

Don’t let this thought hold you in,
Don’t let it come through,
Because I did,
And it killed me.

It didn’t take away my soul,
It didn’t touch my body,
But it took away my future.

I left the world,
Because I lived in it.
I thought I was power
Soon I found out
I was a loser.

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