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Jun 2
I look at you,
***** and disgusting,
covered in pimples, cuts, and insecurities.
The longer I look,
the worse you get,
I see you getting fatter,
and getting covered,
in more grime.
That's when I finally decided,
to finally look away,
from my reflection.
Lost Dreamer
Written by
Lost Dreamer  14/F/United States
(14/F/United States)   
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   lizie
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