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I see my skin inflamed with anger I hear my head screaming for help I smell the salty tears that fall down my face I taste the guilt you fed me I know what it is like to be broken
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Dec 19, 2017
Dec 19, 2017 at 12:38 PM UTC
Broken
I see my skin inflamed with anger I hear my head screaming for help I smell the salty tears that fall down my face I taste the guilt you fed me I know what it is like to be broken
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aluevanomartinez
17/F/Los Angeles
Dec 19, 2017
Dec 19, 2017 at 12:38 PM UTC
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