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May 2017
My hands keep shaking.
Pronouns are a mess.
Help? No, nothing really helps anymore.
I'm just
Kind of
Here
Essentially, there's really nothing left.
I'm a body running on automatic.
Whelp
I wrote a thing
I can't write poetry, but I can rant about emotional turmoil!!!
Written by
ryrosaur  Non-binary
(Non-binary)   
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