It's beating fast
I'm trying to think of words to carm it down
I relax it works slowing down like a train hear it and feeling it too.
I go on and my mind Go's blank I'm trying to focus on the the words on the screen.
I can feel it starting to get up speed racing faster I focus back at the screen thinking what to write but I'm writing this and it's slowing down again feeling relaxed in a dark room but it's cold with my hands out the bed
May 13, 2016
May 13, 2016 at 7:24 PM UTC
It's beating fast
I'm trying to think of words to carm it down
I relax it works slowing down like a train hear it and feeling it too.
I go on and my mind Go's blank I'm trying to focus on the the words on the screen.
I can feel it starting to get up speed racing faster I focus back at the screen thinking what to write but I'm writing this and it's slowing down again feeling relaxed in a dark room but it's cold with my hands out the bed
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