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Palms are sweaty
knee's weak arms are heavy
Stomach churning
Bowels turning
Vomit on his sweater already
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There's vomit on his sweater already
Filled with mom's spaghetti
He's nervous
But on the surface
He looks calm and ready
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Snap back to reality
Oh, there goes gravity
He's dope
But he's broke
He won't give up that easy
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About the Creator
Dylan
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