A Poem To My Anxiety

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I know you're worried
And I'm sorry to say I don't reciprocate
This was a twisted reality of fate
A version of me too delicate
Too soft spoken
Too broken
Maybe we were better as... long distance lovers
Not hiding under the covers
When I said I wanted to feel
I didn't know it would be this real
You take me to a different places
Unknown to passing faces
To unrealistic realities
Futuristic mortalities
Maybe it's time to say goodbye
For I do not understand who invited you

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