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I don't mean it
it just comes
the hurt I feel finds it's way to come through
these mystery marks that make me think
at least I didn't have to do it
no one knows but me
why would they
it brings me back
and gives me another focus
a blank stare with no feeling
it's a calming relief
just don't hate me
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