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Dystonia
I suffer from twitching life,
I fight against mussel spasms
in my sleep,
yet life always comes running back to me.
Also it’s been my dream
to run in the forest nude,
Shsh! Don’t worry no one can see.
This would be freedom for me.
Dystonia its not me,
No dystonia is suffering
and pain.
Fever of life took a hold of me,
I kicked and screamed my way out.
Until I saw myself break free.
Dystonia was never my choose,
life made it for me.
Behind my back,
it twisted my body
until I couldn’t tell witch way was out.
__________________
Dystonia is a movement disorder, I was diagnosed with dystonia when I was fourteen. I know pain very intimately.
I fight against mussel spasms
in my sleep,
yet life always comes running back to me.
Also it’s been my dream
to run in the forest nude,
Shsh! Don’t worry no one can see.
This would be freedom for me.
Dystonia its not me,
No dystonia is suffering
and pain.
Fever of life took a hold of me,
I kicked and screamed my way out.
Until I saw myself break free.
Dystonia was never my choose,
life made it for me.
Behind my back,
it twisted my body
until I couldn’t tell witch way was out.
__________________
Dystonia is a movement disorder, I was diagnosed with dystonia when I was fourteen. I know pain very intimately.
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