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Jul 2014
Close my eyes and I want it all.
Feel the strains in my brain.
Your simple call is what keeps me in remain.
All while sane didn't think I would roll like a ball.
I think ill drive to a safer place
Maybe to the house ill cover up a trace
My heart is pounding unlike before
I think i know now what my signals had in store
Didn't think it would be that bad
I might advise what i had
Somewhere along that trip I leave a phenomenal taste
in all mind this noumenal waste.
Written by
Arnold Barajas  San Diego
(San Diego)   
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