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conversations with ptsd

we had a real conversation for once

about your ptsd

you told me

you remember 100%

every guy you ever killed

and you went to iraq...

you told me

stories

what it was like

when you got back...

about waking up from a night terror

slashing your pillows

with a knife

about another guy

who almost strangled

his wife

you told me

all the reasons

you can't sleep

i wanted

to lay my head on your chest

but i

didn't

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Apr 15, 2013
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