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Jul 2010
driving down the road free
across the way a rock i see
this rock mocking me
the rock i see mock mock mocking me
this can not be
this rock i see is mock  mock mocking me
i've hopped on rocks before such as these
i've been on top and felt the breeze
eye to eye and toes to feet
i challenge the rock to challenge me
i can not stop  this has to be
no more rocks mocking me and no more chains rocking me
here on top it comes to me
i am apart of all i see
clocks, rocks let it be
the rock i climb was never there
has never mocked and has never cared
for once a top the rock it comes to me
breathing the rare air and i mock the rock
and shock my soul into remission
Written by
WhiteyDarkHorse
857
   Cris Ger
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