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Jun 2017
I think I finally understand what it means to feel.

My thoughts are killing me
My dreams are haunting me
My body is covered with hundreds of scars

Because I've done nothing but build you up by tearing myself down.

My eyes are liars and so us my mouth
My body disgusts me and I'm repulsive to myself

I'm worthless it's easy to see
And it's bull-****.
MC Escano
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MC Escano  25/M/PH
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