poems 2 rock your soul by Lance Armstrong

i was high and my memory

was cloudy

i wanted 2 win
everyone else was doing it
i thought it was

opposite decade

500 tests passed
7 tour de france ass whippings
a world sick with haters

1 motherfucking testicle
and i still eased up
in some a-list pussy
why am i even talking to all y’all bitches?

i am unbreakable
i am a titan
and you should come check out
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