I hear a voice
I wonder who it is
It can't be real since I'm all alone
I've gone through it
And sadly come out
Now I hear a voice that's come about
There are mirrors all around
I see my reflection in the mirror
Trying to make myself look perfect
Then I ask myself
Why........
What am I'm doing
I'm all alone
I need to just let myself rot
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Devestaion Of Beauty
ПоэзияI hate me I stare at my reflection I only see a grotesque thing I've fucked myself over There is no more me I hate myself No need to cut No need to cry There's no changing the this thing Why am I doing this to my self I hate myself There us no mo...
