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Status: SAS Member
Join Date: Jun 2005
Location: Nova Scotia, Canada.
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Posts: 706
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A soldier’s heart Reflecting back at me I keep seeing mutilated faces Even in my dreams Distorted images Flashing rapidly Psychotically abusing me Devouring my brain Shell shocked battle mortise overwhelming desirety Flashbacks panic attacks Death raising it’s ugly face at me. Got to make it stop Can’t take it anymore |
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Status: SAS Member
Join Date: Mar 2009
Location: Michigan
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Posts: 57
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Congrats, to you!
Once in a while I get one of those comfortable moments that you speak of. It's weird, because there's so much to say in response. Being anxious really limits a person. It frustrates me to no end to be able to understand so much, but I look like a complete idiot because my social skills suck. Send some of your good luck to the rest of us. |
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Status: SAS Member
Join Date: Jun 2005
Location: Nova Scotia, Canada.
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Posts: 706
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Thanks. And yes, there is a lot to say in response. It feels very strange when contrasted with our usual state of mind. It used to make me feel as if I was two different people.
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A soldier’s heart Reflecting back at me I keep seeing mutilated faces Even in my dreams Distorted images Flashing rapidly Psychotically abusing me Devouring my brain Shell shocked battle mortise overwhelming desirety Flashbacks panic attacks Death raising it’s ugly face at me. Got to make it stop Can’t take it anymore |
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