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Aug 2016
Dark is the absence of light
It absorbs light
That is this feeling
Draining all that is good
It absorbs my common sense
So that all is left is irrational fear
Panic
The more you resist
The bigger it gets
" stay calm"
Is a useless defense
Breathing
Just leads to hyperventilation
Not breathing?
Not really an option
All that's left
Is sit down
And shut the **** up
wait for it to pass
Plus, patience
Witch, you know
Ha
HeatherBeth
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HeatherBeth  Elizabeth City
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