Devestaion Of Beauty
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- Chapitres 30
Terminé mer., avr. 5, 201714m
I 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 more me
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