winner

They say we are not that difderent.
Then how did I lose my chance?
If we are all so similar,
How come HE has her?
I had her,
She was mine to hold,
I was happy,
I thought she was too.
She is his.
Now I know.
we are all different, not everyone,
Is a winner.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Kinda speaks for itself, huh?

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