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Sep 2020
I can feel it, both in my heart and mind
Eating me alive, creating scenarios constantly
Always whispers to me, makes my heart race
'Till the serotonin hits my brain.

It's like a sweet, tranquil melody or
The feeling of fresh air on my face and
For a while, whispers and obsessions go silent
Until it starts all over again.
I wrote this when I was dealing with my thoughts caused by OCD. To all people out there dealing with this, you're not alone, stay strong.
Written by
Irem  21/F
(21/F)   
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     annh, Carmen Jane and Bogdan Dragos
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