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But I can see you

looking at me

People Mirror.

I can see your

thoughts

in your eyes.

And the strength

drains out

the bottom of me.

Runs out of my toes.

I become Jell-O.

But can I tell you

something?

Fuck you!

Fuck your pity thoughts

and your mirror eyes.

Are you listening to me?

I am serious here.

Let me tell you something.

I

don't look

how you

feel.

So get over it.
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