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Aug 2018
anxiety is living in me and
it’s invisible hand is gripping my lungs
and squeezing tighter and tighter
spreading cold thoughts throughout my rib cage
and into my veins
as i scream out for help
all while i am trapped in its terrible silence
just how i feel when my anxiety is acting up
Pure of Stars
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Pure of Stars  16/F/i don’t know
(16/F/i don’t know)   
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