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Dec 2019
They’re spinning me into a cocoon in this web of lies.
Why can’t I break free?
Stop trapping me in your sequence of fuckery.
The problem isn’t me, it’s you people only out to get your way, why the **** can’t you see?
So as I try to escape their slimy plot.
I’ll try to feel less distraught.
In hopes of escaping the mass, but I’m in the middle of the crossfire.
**** them all and any meaning to last.
Jade Lima
Written by
Jade Lima  Newmarket, Ontario
(Newmarket, Ontario)   
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