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Feb 2015
I am not fine at all,
My brain will crawl,
Like a spider,
Up the wall
Until it gets lighter
then it starts to swing and fall
You see me I'm a little less tall
And my brain knows
Something I don't
Liar Liar help my heart's on fire
My brain is crawling out my nose
Oh look there it goes
It's going to the home
We only really knew
Try to stay with me
And I'll be a little less alone
With you
Wesley Dotson
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Wesley Dotson  21/M/United States
(21/M/United States)   
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   --- and Jack B
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