Anxiety paraded her shameless song into space reserved for me only.
She twerked her way into pockets she was not welcome in.
Stole words from my sentences
Replaced them with shaking tongues
The cloud in my head is not a metaphor
It is the storm I’m bracing myself to fight.
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