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You've got everything
I envy you
You're perfect
You have a body of beauty

I've nothing left
You don't know me
My flaws are suffocating me
Like moths clogging up pipes

Fury with me
For telling the truth
You think I'm blind
Maybe you're deaf

Maybe I'm dead

~
Style inspired by Twenty One Pilots, word inspired by experiences of mine.

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