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Jan 23
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Shall4everBeUnNamed

The One Who Lies, Leaves

You Lose.
pity
lies
smiles
nothing

You win.
praise
lies 
smiles 
nothing

I just want an honest answer.
Tell me you love it when I lose,
hate it when I win,
tell me you want the glory, 
you want the prize.
Tell me you work hard,
that you want anything to be at the top.
Tell me you want it
as much as I do,
because if you don't,
you'll be the one who gets left behind.


 
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Posted: 01.23.19
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  1. ShanRippWriting
    Jan 24, 2019

    I really like the first two stanzas and the break up between the two different outcomes along with the different emotions that come with them.

    Shannon Ripp

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