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Jun 2018
I feel the walls closing in
I fill with fright
I push with my might
My muscles strain tight
I push and push
I begin to feel the beads of sweat
I begin to feel the tears
There’s blood seeping out of my pores
I can’t sweat
My joints can’t be felt
There’s no use
I can’t fight the walls
I’ll let the walls take me
The squeezing kills me
I close my eyes
I feel numb
I feel numb
Written by
Peter Winder  17/M
(17/M)   
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   Kendall and JL Smith
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