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My thoughts race So does the heart, Happens so often It feels default. My fingers fail me, I cannot type. My hand shivers, Can’t hold the pen right. I feel ants crawling At the back of my head. I know there are none But can’t help be afraid. I try taking a deep breath, Always end up in a cough. Paranoia is ingrained, It can’t get enough.
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Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 4:01 AM UTC
Paranoia
My thoughts race So does the heart, Happens so often It feels default. My fingers fail me, I cannot type. My hand shivers, Can’t hold the pen right. I feel ants crawling At the back of my head. I know there are none But can’t help be afraid. I try taking a deep breath, Always end up in a cough. Paranoia is ingrained, It can’t get enough.
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Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 4:01 AM UTC
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