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Aug 2014
I used to be your rock
You were my everything
We had it all
From the front seat
I was kicked out of the car
Hitting the ground at 100/MPH
Now left for dead
I scrounge for my own
Gasping for air
A s I hold on to life
I used to be your man
Now I am somebody you used to know
James Riddle
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James Riddle  North Carolina
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