The Great Loser.

I keep on trying

Year after year

There are no

Meaning

I am a loser

And losers

As you know

Deserves to die

Out in the wild

Or in a camp,

A concentration camp for losers

The winners can put us there

And kill us

A winner is a killer, a murderer

Just doing the killing, quick or slow

That is the true nature of humanity

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