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When I stare at mirrors My eyes disrobe the lies And shadows of my mind Til I'm left with emotions Creaking on worn floorboards Stepping into a noose Kicking the insecurity out And waiting to find out If I died Or was set free
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Jul 10, 2019
Jul 10, 2019 at 1:13 PM UTC
Window to the Soul
When I stare at mirrors My eyes disrobe the lies And shadows of my mind Til I'm left with emotions Creaking on worn floorboards Stepping into a noose Kicking the insecurity out And waiting to find out If I died Or was set free
//On anxiety and insecurity// I'm learning that I am extremely insecure about myself and am terrified of loneliness even though I tend to keep people at arm's length.
jack-jenkins
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Jul 10, 2019
Jul 10, 2019 at 1:13 PM UTC
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