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Jan 2019
One phone call,
Is all it took,
To have me in the corner,
Breath ragged and body shook,
Its happening again,
The end will be near,
'Take a deep breathe',
She whispers in my ear,
Rubbing my back,
I try to.. I do,
But the pain is too deep,
I hear her my past crying,
When they think im asleep,
I know its not real,
The black void is coming,
Deja vu all over,
Anxiety attacks are coming back.
-Bee-
Bee
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