Tight Rope
Walkin' on a tight rope.
Sometimes it feels like I ain't got no hope.
Every time I turn around,
It seems like its gettin' harder to cope.
When does the bullsh*t end?
When do the good times begin.
I'm under attack.
I feel survival instincts kickin' in.
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It gets like that sometimes, don't it? You captured it well.
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Well played...thanks for sharing.....ONE
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Thank you. I appreciate the feedback.
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Very powerful. Loved it.
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Really appreciate your craft. Thanks for sharing!
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