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i hate myself hating every part i wish i could scratch off my skin scaring my once spotless body all that is left is the ashes of the blade all that is left is the void of the medicine bottle now empty all that is left is me and my own insecurities
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 10:59 PM UTC
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i hate myself hating every part i wish i could scratch off my skin scaring my once spotless body all that is left is the ashes of the blade all that is left is the void of the medicine bottle now empty all that is left is me and my own insecurities
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 10:59 PM UTC
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