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wide-eyed wonder
shattered glass
residue 
it's on your toes
you fucked up
no apologies
coldsweat
fearmind
fear
sellout
they know where 
you live
they read your mind 
these, the
bugs of guilt
eat you from the inside
one day they'll
break the skin
facade
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bwj99