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Oct 2020
Heart is a ticking bomb
About to go off
Stomach is a rope
Twisting and turning
Mind is a crossroad
Traveling in different directions
Face is sunshine and butterflies
Insides are thunderstorms
You don't see my woes.
Just trying to get my anxious feelings out.
SA Szumloz
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SA Szumloz  F/New Jersey
(F/New Jersey)   
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