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If I already didn't say enough

Leaving the house is rough

Long stares in the mirror

As everyone's eyes sear

They're staring at your insecurity

As you try your maturity

Held breath through the day

The thoughts won't go away

Everyone sees it

And I know it won't fit

Staring eyes

Buzzing flies

Rotten flesh

I'm such a mess

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