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Living life on the edge-- Always wondering when the next  Unearthly shiver, the next  Wave would crest and fall on you and  Everything would slow down for a few  Seconds (They felt like hours) When your insides would  Flip and freeze and  Everything was out to get you But you were-- Stuck between cobwebs, face Contorting (only on the inside) --A short eternity  Jailed between the suffocating Walls of your crimson-coloured Mind. (No escape)
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Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 3:43 AM UTC
Panic Attack
Living life on the edge-- Always wondering when the next  Unearthly shiver, the next  Wave would crest and fall on you and  Everything would slow down for a few  Seconds (They felt like hours) When your insides would  Flip and freeze and  Everything was out to get you But you were-- Stuck between cobwebs, face Contorting (only on the inside) --A short eternity  Jailed between the suffocating Walls of your crimson-coloured Mind. (No escape)
kylia
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Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 3:43 AM UTC
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