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every time i rise to the top,

something knocks me off my feet,

please tell me why,

i am in defeat,



this feeling has taken over,

running throughout my body,

making me move slower and slower,

laying on the floor weak and bloody,



i am poor and broke, that is no joke,

So dont laught and say it is funny,

Just because i have no money