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Chelsea Quigley
Poems
Mar 2024
Anxiety.
I cannot breathe,
My lungs are weak.
Tears sink
Softly down my cheek.
This isn't me,
My speech is bleak.
Shaking so badly
On my seat.
Oh doctor,
Please doctor,
What could this be?
He mutters a word
Too familiar to me.
Anxiety.
#anxiety
Written by
Chelsea Quigley
21/F/Waterford
(21/F/Waterford)
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