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Fake earthquakes(ptsd)

Over me there lies a shadow    
Dark in color, deep yet shallow    
Looming vicious, clouding vision    
Pouring down and building prisons    
With walls of which you cannot touch    
But I still fathom, this and much    
   
It smashes through my daily grind    
Taking both my body and mind    
Giving burning shaking fits    
I’ll sweat enough to drown a fish    
   
Polished bottles calm the shakes    
and the mental anguish    
Of the fake earthquakes
Written by Lynxxey
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