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I stopped recognizing my own face in mirrors and started seeing the burn of fire that comes with being hurt one too many times Maybe I like the fire too much Maybe I like the heat But I truly don't like you anymore
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Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 8:07 PM UTC
Reflection
I stopped recognizing my own face in mirrors and started seeing the burn of fire that comes with being hurt one too many times Maybe I like the fire too much Maybe I like the heat But I truly don't like you anymore
Ansleigh_rose
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Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 8:07 PM UTC
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