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Jan 2018
Stop
Stop it
Stop touching me
Stop talking to me
Stop breathing near me
Just stop
Every brush of your hand
Makes me feel as if there are ants under my skin trying to come out of my finger tips
Every sound you make
Feels like a million birds are screeching in terror
Every breath you take
Is one less time my heart beats
I shake at the mere mention of your name
My body aches from old wounds when i scroll past your picture
My heart races in fear when i see you glance from across the room
I can no longer take this
I can no longer breath
So might as well stop my heart from beating
Wow this is no bueno my dudes but thats alright sometimes ya just gotta get out the bad ones
Written by
Daphne Cornelia Gomez  19/F/Washington
(19/F/Washington)   
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