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The Good within The Bad


We are born winners so why do we loose

and everytime we win we are so amused

is it bad to loose and good to win

can the bad teach you something other than sin

we can not truly win without a loss

the expierence gives us knowledge wich makes us boss

with time as the seed and wisdom the key

success theres nothing like it how can that be

the feeling drives from the ground to the very tip top

helium in a baloon, then you loose and it goes pop

some quit there and turn to the bad

the feelings get worse you feel like a punching bag

lost in the jungle theres no one to help

rock bottom a place never liked to be felt

now that bads understood its easy, turn back to good

suddenly things are substantaly more difficult in the neighborhood

catch some composure its just pressure no sweat

live up to your potential because GOD made a bet

once the feeling comes back it will stick like paint on a car

that perpetual feeling victory now its time to spar

success its unstoppable incessant relentless and infinte 

just remember next time and always to bring it

 

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trovai

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trovai
<p>just a lil something</p>

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