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Dec 2014
I see my reflection
I hate what I see
I punch the glass
My knuckles bleed
I'm shattered
Pick up a piece
Slit my wrist
I bleed, I bleed, I bleed, I bleed, I bleed, I bleed, I blee........
Jinxx
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Jinxx  16/Neither/Under the bed
(16/Neither/Under the bed)   
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