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Mar 2019
Night is when everything catchs me.
The worry the anxiety the fear.
That loud voice in my head, which begs Me to make it stop hurting.
Trying to heal each wound one by one.
I hate the night because that's when my terror begins.
Written by
stephanie burrows  F
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