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Nov 2014
Like broke back mountain
I broke my back maintaining
This high in the sky image you had of me
Confidence belittled with fears of never measuring up
To your cloud soaring standards
I'm almost glad I fell
A thousand miles back down to earth
Breaking through ozone layers of *******
Finally hitting the ground reality meeting me head on
With the force of an eighteen wheeler
I'd rather look up at a lie and see it as clear as day
Than look down on the truth, thinking the journey to it is to far too travel
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   Harley Hucof and SPT
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