the rooms in which we cry

the rooms in which we cry

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Poetry
I experience a side effect of paranoia/anxiety from my ptsd that creates my memories so come alive in my mind, it's like a trance. these are my ramblings of how it feels and how they are seen by others from my view. pls enjoy as well as anyone can enjoy reading this shit. 💓
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