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Jul 2015
Staring in the mirror at my puffy face
Just like them you're going at the same pace
A razor in my pocket hoping you'll help me through
And if I do it I'm not sure I'll tell you

Cause whats the point if you'll only get mad
Yell and tease to someone who's sad
Break my heart cause I wanted to talk
I'm not perfect but I'm not gonna walk
You turn away cause you cant stand my face
I wonder everyday how I lost this race
I'll end up alone and it hurts more to know
That nobody wants you very long they'll go
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Kristen Renee Smith
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Kristen Renee Smith
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   Cecil Miller and Davy
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