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Aug 2019
Beauty isn't
something you see.
Solely in a mirror's reflection.

I think it's how
you make me feel.
I really never wanted to be here.
In the first placeΒ Β 

But its okay, when I'm with you.
Written by
Sacrelicious  27/M/Hell
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