If I could shed this skin,
Would I still hate myself?
Do you feel the same way?
Does it hurt to breathe?

No more words,
Reflections have weakened me.
Lick my wounds,
To kill the fucking pain.

What's left? Is it over?
Or will I take even more?
Until we've both shattered,
It never fucking stops.

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