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My body doesn’t feel like my own It feels as foreign as the forest Empty and quiet Unsure of the way back home My conscious feels distorted Warped beyond my belief Balancing on my frontal lobe Threatening to fall My limbs feel like tattered branches Clinging desperately to the trunk Only the bark is so thin and frail That it can barely support even itself I am not myself anymore
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Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 12:44 AM UTC
I am not myself
My body doesn’t feel like my own It feels as foreign as the forest Empty and quiet Unsure of the way back home My conscious feels distorted Warped beyond my belief Balancing on my frontal lobe Threatening to fall My limbs feel like tattered branches Clinging desperately to the trunk Only the bark is so thin and frail That it can barely support even itself I am not myself anymore
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21/F/Saskatchewan, Canada
Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 12:44 AM UTC
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