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Jul 2018
I live in a constant state of
increased heartrates
and
panicky breaths,
I can feel my chest tighten,
and my lungs scream
as if they're being starved for air.
I'm not sure when I closed my eyes
but I know I must've because everything
is dark,
my arms feel as though they've fallen off,
and I can feel something
crushing my throat.
I can now only hear my pounding heart
echo off these walls
and maybe this is death.
Qwn
Written by
Qwn  19/M/BC
(19/M/BC)   
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   Ansley and Boi
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