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Feb 2010
I fell flat on my face,
Just trying to keep with the pace.
Tried giving chase,
Stumbled to last place.
Tried to yell and scream,
Felt like a bad dream.
Lack of focus came in,
Corrupted by sin.
Train of thought lost,
Were you the cost?
Admission denied,
Heart deep fried.
Slapped cross-eyed,
Collapsed and died.
Written by
Alex Caldwell
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