post anxiety clarity
makes you realize
how much of a dumb fuck
you are
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I'm itching for it
To feel it cold again my skin
Gliding, caressing me
Pressuring me to feel
To mask it as well
Dripping down
taking my energy
taking my dignity
why did I do this
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PoetryDiving into adulthood, dealing with loss and love, and trying to figure out who I am. Will I have it all figured out? The answers probably no.
