Shame

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These negative thoughts thrive on my low self esteem.
I dig my grave everytime I speak.
With every move I make I set the stage for my own embarrassment.
Cue the rejection. Cue the laughter. Cue the humiliation and the self hate. I've sealed my fate. Forget my face.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 16, 2017 ⏰

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