I was running backwards,
Sinking into the daylight of a new moon.
How the air stung my pores.
A shiver I could never explain.
One that resides in your bones.
When you know everything is about to change.
-Anxious Little Rock
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Anxious Little Rock
Writing to free myself from years of never sharing my voice. I was always the girl with the quiet confusing stare. Lost in thought, always questioning when I would ever belong. Always misunderstood.
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