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Mar 2022
Every day waking up to a panick attack
Sound asleep given no time to react
For the oncoming onslaught of pain
Like an asthma attack you gasp for air but to no evade
So you curl up and accept your fate
Then over an hour or so it slowly leaves in waves
Left with a residual feeling never to fully dissipate
Written by
connor hutchinson  21/M/glenpool oklahoma
(21/M/glenpool oklahoma)   
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