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when those eyes like ice meet mine, i look down she snarls as i freeze fight or flight she has me trapped words like knives into my anxious mind who would have thought it would end up this way
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Apr 6, 2018
Apr 6, 2018 at 9:31 AM UTC
post traumatic
when those eyes like ice meet mine, i look down she snarls as i freeze fight or flight she has me trapped words like knives into my anxious mind who would have thought it would end up this way
#ptsd#cptsd#abuse
FrancisRowell
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FrancisRowell
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Apr 6, 2018
Apr 6, 2018 at 9:31 AM UTC
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