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Fried wraps

Ankles break,
tightly clamped
and I perspire
Find the connection between the users and liars
Goddamn my stomach aches, its dark and I have the shakes
blankets cover me like a burrito but, I'm already baked

Open my eyes,
Just to watch my self
roll back into my mind
I give my self seizures from time to time
inexperienced I don't write enough sensational lines
ideas from a fried, higher state of mind
Written by clambake54
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