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Oct 2016
They asked what I could be if I could be anything,
so I said good enough but you said happy.
And that's the difference between you and I,
Because all I want is to please others and feel like I'm worth their time,
but you only want that false state of euphoria where you don't feel sadness.
And that's why you turned to drugs and I turned to a blade because I punish myself while you punish the world.
But no amount of drugs or razors will change us.
Cyleybee
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Cyleybee  18/F/Michigan
(18/F/Michigan)   
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   Doug Potter
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