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Jun 2015
Against myself back-to-back
lost in this foot race.
Trying to get first place,
is trying, when they don't want you here, in the first place.
liars, crossing the line first. Always the worse case
They cheating in this race.
my heart beaten by the pace.
These labels won't erase,
got me stuck in last place.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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