Category : Poems

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When I  lose 
My ego gets bruised 
My last excuse let's loose
Humility 
And pride collide leaving 
My winning streak confused  
Cockiness is gone completely 
Best guess 
I'm shorter in stature 
With a less puffy chest
I want to point my finger 
And live with no regrets 
And yet 
There is a hint of relief 
The pressures off so to speak 
But I need to win again 
To feel complete 
You wanna play 
I cant be beat.......