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Your claws grip into my soul and take hold, I want to rip out my heart even the good parts Just have it Take it all It's yours I would rather be empty than stuck within anxiety's claws
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Nov 23, 2016
Nov 23, 2016 at 5:24 AM UTC
Anxiety's claws
Your claws grip into my soul and take hold, I want to rip out my heart even the good parts Just have it Take it all It's yours I would rather be empty than stuck within anxiety's claws
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Nov 23, 2016
Nov 23, 2016 at 5:24 AM UTC
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