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Jan 2018
When my head is empty and there’s nowhere I can hide.
Look at what I’ve done to you.
I’m sorry about my mistakes,
Just know that I have exposed myself.

Tell me pretty lies about how you feel,
Maybe I’ll feel better another day

Tell me pretty lies about what you think,
Maybe I’ll stop puking another day

I know I’ve done something bad,
I know our lives are on the line,
And it’s all my fault but she won’t see the forest for the trees.

Tell me pretty lies and punch me in the face,
I’ll say I love you and wake another day.

Tell me pretty lies and feed me common slurs,
I’ll just leave my heart at the door for another time.
Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
(22/M/Idaho)   
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