PTSD

For many, forgotten feelings flee
But mine are always a part of me
They come in the form of PTSD
I don’t forget, nor does my body
Forever, they are a part of me

Kyoko W.P.

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Kyoko W.P. POETRY

Collection of Poetry

PTSD

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