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Dec 2018
My best friend is powerful,
Constantly holding my hand,
Oh what a friend is for.
When I feel alone,
I am reassured
that in fact,
I am.
Except for my best friend.
Notoriously known for
getting into my head.
Lets me sleep until
the day has passed.
Oh how I prefer to stay home,
with my best friend.

My anxiety is powerful,
Constantly holding my hand,
Oh what anxiety is for.
When I feel alone,
I am reassured,
that in fact,
I am.
Except for my anxiety.
Notoriously known for
getting into my head.
Lets me sleep until
the day has passed.
Oh how I prefer to stay home,
With my anxiety.
beck
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beck  21/F
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