Loser

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Nailing words, you walked away,

And there was nothing I could say.

You waved a hand and said goodbye,

Feelings however , weren't so eager to die.


I watched you leave with a heavy heart,

But bad habits are always good to part.

It was a dream not a nightmare,

How could you ever ask me to share?


You termed me a loser,

And that it was all a waste.

I see your choice now,

Your bitter mind, soured your taste.


It's a little hard for me to see 

You sleeping with your misery.

I thought I would call to let you know,

Learn to keep ears open and voice low.


I hope you flung the rumors aside,

Now meditate silently, screw your pride.

I am done with you and your baseless claim,

You've said enough now bear the shame.


This is all I would spare today,

Take these verses, go Hell's way.

And before you try to figure out "how?"

Ask yourself who's the loser now?

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