Tired and beaten
All those losses
I am used to them
They will come and go
Leaven a little bit less of me
Every time
Afternoon
Punishment
Time might fly
I don’t
Resting on memory and luck
Still being alive after all that time
Without anything more than a blanket
And some black tea with the occasional
Potatoes. I did not choose this life
This life choose me
This life caught me
Now I have to live it
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Nightmare Intro
This is the best way
To find the worst way
Become a man caught in his own maze
Labyrinth, unable to get out
Disoriented he stumbles around in
The surreal world
That the fun loving gods
Created for him
And then forgot
The walls are
Hardly visible
We are alone
On this barren planet
That is an island
For narcissistic crocodiles
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Blind Spots
Parapraxis
What am I not seeing
What are the blind spots
The path that brought me here
It is weird
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Losing Up
Fighting on unequal terms
Always losing
In the end
The game was never fair
Just efficient
Creating great winners
And millions of frustrated
Losers all around the planet
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Bad Saga
I lost my mind and confidence
There was no way
To change this
Now I am going down slowly
A little bit everyday
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Patterns of Recognition
I lost my domain
Today
Very sad, life is like this
Losing and moving on
Again and again
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Losing the Day
Another day to play
The losing game
Another day to waste away
I does not matter anyway
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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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Down Into the Night
Fleeing the reality
Again and again
I cannot protect
Myself
It is getting more and more
Difficult
I fear my own life
I fear my spouse
And that is me
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