Shyn Joseph - Loser

i was thrown away.
i fought much.
i tried to get back.
i got the reply, cant make up to mine.
after-all, i thought, what was my need?
it was nothing, and may be
nothing is not what the moment need.
what might be it?
there is nothing to search for, and
i cried, because i lost what i needed.
and you really cant stand up
as the thing you lost was your love.

Shyn Joseph

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