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Clinging losely To whatever you have left for me Privately I talk to myself Why are you here? I don't understand You say you love me The years prove it true But, God, I'm ugly Utterly void of any virtue I swear I'm dying inside. I know you can't save me But let's pretend If only for a moment That you and I are real Am I enough? I don't feel so I never do You don't know what I see Mirrors aren't kind to me .... God, I hope you know me.
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Apr 13, 2020
Apr 13, 2020 at 1:30 AM UTC
******* Dying.
Clinging losely To whatever you have left for me Privately I talk to myself Why are you here? I don't understand You say you love me The years prove it true But, God, I'm ugly Utterly void of any virtue I swear I'm dying inside. I know you can't save me But let's pretend If only for a moment That you and I are real Am I enough? I don't feel so I never do You don't know what I see Mirrors aren't kind to me .... God, I hope you know me.
Xyns
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Apr 13, 2020
Apr 13, 2020 at 1:30 AM UTC
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