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Waste Of My Time

Dissatisfied and teary-eyed.
I will never come out on top
in this game.
I will always come in second
place to the blonde-haired,
blue-eyed beauty that I’ve tried so desperately
to slip away from.
I’ve tried so hard to make a name for myself
at the one place I cannot bear to leave,
but no matter how hard I try,
how much I want to stand out,
I will always lose,
and she remains the victor.

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