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Over protective like this My mind is reckless and quick Just racing, never slow pacing, I'm facing anxious illness Or whatever the term is Anxiety's my ***** And she's running my dome home, she's taking over and **** If I could stop it I would, but she's been taking over long I know that I should, but she's forever to strong Stronger with every attempt To get her presence exempt And the more I try to rid Of her, the more she exists  So yeah I'll stop trying cuz i know she's here to stay Maybe the brain she has now will return to me some day But til then, this anxious illness remains to be in my way Of ever having a life where care-free is in play.
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Jan 3, 2014
Jan 3, 2014 at 6:28 AM UTC
Anxiety
Over protective like this My mind is reckless and quick Just racing, never slow pacing, I'm facing anxious illness Or whatever the term is Anxiety's my ***** And she's running my dome home, she's taking over and **** If I could stop it I would, but she's been taking over long I know that I should, but she's forever to strong Stronger with every attempt To get her presence exempt And the more I try to rid Of her, the more she exists  So yeah I'll stop trying cuz i know she's here to stay Maybe the brain she has now will return to me some day But til then, this anxious illness remains to be in my way Of ever having a life where care-free is in play.
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Jan 3, 2014
Jan 3, 2014 at 6:28 AM UTC
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