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This rugged road
want stop me, nor block me
although its bumpy,this struggle
may leave me all lopsided on
this raging bull am determined to ride it
life may leave me all tattered and torn
beat upside the head and scorned
wish I had never been born
I think not
not this plight,like sticks and stones
may break my bones,only the survivors
are the strong
to this world I may look a" hot mess"
though buzzards fly,alive still is my flesh
living in a land of dry bones
mishaps are only stepping stones
that is carrying me to the throne
If I catch a ride with the wind
that move so fast ,your head spins
pardon me,I didn't mean to offend
I am trying to get somewhere
I am trying to win!
