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My reflection through the glass just makes me walk pass,
No matter what I see it will never be worthy to me.
I can't stand the sight that makes my stomach tight,
I bite my lips and my eyes are teared up bright.
I fear that I no longer want to be here.
Why should I? When all I ever do is give up and sigh.
So please light, take me up high,
Up above the sky to a place w...
Friday 31st December 2021 1:07 am
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