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anxiety is a flood it comes in slowly but suddenly drowning  me it is a constant tapping pencil beating in an irregular beat frantically accelerating in speed it is a small room filled with boisterous people gradually engulfing me anxiety is a breath of fresh air refreshing  as I take a breath in satisfaction as I exhale
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Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 1:28 PM UTC
Anxiety Metaphor Poem
anxiety is a flood it comes in slowly but suddenly drowning  me it is a constant tapping pencil beating in an irregular beat frantically accelerating in speed it is a small room filled with boisterous people gradually engulfing me anxiety is a breath of fresh air refreshing  as I take a breath in satisfaction as I exhale
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Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 1:28 PM UTC
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