Poems from toni has trauma

A barren wasteland of Broken and burnt memories Of a world full of nouns To create, it had taken centuries.   To destroy, it had taken...
anxiety. Nervous tics Fidgeting Stomachaches Headaches Thoughts scrambled   shaking. Hope it's not visible Vision blurring Is the smile...
selfies reflect us, right? or at least they are what we want to be seen as.   an edited face a funny pose loads of makeup a smile.  ...
Life is about Figuring out Who you are  And what to be   Why not ask  My opinion Instead of  Telling me?

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