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Even when you lose, you win
So sit, pick a spot to choose, take a spin
When all you care about is the good and the bad
you really could only find reasons to be sad, from that mishap
its a joke;really, a knife, that stabs you, will a brutal surge of Life
So, before you choke;filling your head with smoke
cause its really quite silly, to grab and grab, merge every urge
with what you want from these folk. Well , they awoke
And their pissed..look at the list
Once again;you chose a path, you created change
you could have fell through, Ceased and desisted
Come out unchanged, unashamed, ready to exchange
But of course you missed
you couldnt resist
couldnt persist
couldnt insist, , that we coexist
No; oh no. Thats the twist.
Anyway , you get the gist
Turn your wrist, come out of the mist
Here; ill assist.
Try not to get kissed
cause People cant consist some kind of bucket list.
Thats why real men use words, instead of fists.-.-
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