Battered and bruised
A trophy in my hand,
I stumble into the changing room
Hardly able to stand.

I took a serious beating
Hit like never before,
Devastating combinations
Which made me hit the floor.

There’s no smile on this boxer’s face
Not even a little grin,
My heart’s wrapped in emotional despair
Another fight I didn’t win.

Now regret fills the air
What could I have done to win the fight?
If I trained twice as hard
Would things have turned out right ?

They say its good experience
Well that…I’ll have to see,
Next fight I’ll be prepared
I want the taste of victory.

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