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I hate my reflection It stares back at me with cold eyes And a skewed perception Of what I am, There is no question I need to be someone else Someone who gives a **** This is my regression.
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Feb 3, 2018
Feb 3, 2018 at 10:13 PM UTC
Regression
I hate my reflection It stares back at me with cold eyes And a skewed perception Of what I am, There is no question I need to be someone else Someone who gives a **** This is my regression.
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Feb 3, 2018
Feb 3, 2018 at 10:13 PM UTC
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