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Shelter I crave… Shatter this mirror and the creatures there, cutting me.
“It’s always the ugly who write all the most beautiful songs”
But I find no sympathy inside of me. I damn these lights I damn these eyes.
I curse the truth and from all I cannot hide.
I curse the truth and I…
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