Loose
Years of Silence without cause
Many using all you are
No way to relieve all the bull
Taking it with a grain of salt
Keeping real thoughts
Small talk of ones who can not
Needing to bring others down
Living for the moments of one
Who can
Does and will
Come through all their thrills
The victory short lived
Winner rises again and again
Uncaring the opinions
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