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Dec 2013
if you look into the mirror
and you don't break down and cry
you better thank the so called god above
that you don't want to die

you are blessed
unlike the rest
who cry themselves to sleep
because they hate their ****** reflection
they just want to love themselves
sick and tired of all the objections

why is it that
I see deep inside
I am nothing but worthless
why am I even alive?
Brielle O'Brien
Written by
Brielle O'Brien  landenberg PA
(landenberg PA)   
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