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I've always wondered how you see me It doesn't really matter, my brain is convinced you hate me I must be like a parasite — a flea. Still I'll beg you again, please don't leave me
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Sep 12, 2019
Sep 12, 2019 at 11:08 PM UTC
How You See Me
I've always wondered how you see me It doesn't really matter, my brain is convinced you hate me I must be like a parasite — a flea. Still I'll beg you again, please don't leave me
I've tried for so long to make them see that they mean the world to me. They don't care, they can't stand me.
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Sep 12, 2019
Sep 12, 2019 at 11:08 PM UTC
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