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THE PAIN OF LOSING

When you need a point,
Soon you lose your joint
Remains no direction
that you can appoint

When you break your rules
Jumping over fences
Every word you burble
Sparks out offenses

Though you cry your heartache
Even you neglect it
You still can't disdain it
'Cause it's there and haunts you

And you know you blew it
For the round is finished
'Cause the bell has rang
Down you’ve hit like rubbish

And although it hurts you
to collect your pieces
Down you go your own way
Picking up your slices

On you walk alone
Like a vagabond
All destroyed and broken
Ashamed and dethroned
Can't stand but crawling
Go stumbling home
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Atualizado em: Sex 8 Maio 2009

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#2 PauloJose 04-08-2011 10:38
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#1 PauloJose 04-08-2011 10:38
I LIKED VERY MUCH YOUR TEXT! IT IS FANTASTIC!

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