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5d
Something is really wrong
The type that is gut wrenching
Pain is thirsty for me
My blood is not quenching

Something is really wrong
The type that makes people keep saying
I’m worried about you
Until my head starts swaying

Something is really wrong
The type that makes me sick
Hyperventilating slurred speech
The ambushes are quick

Something is really wrong
I can hardly breathe
I’m trapped here please help
I want to leave

Something is really wrong
Time ticking like a song
Countdown to when
I end all that is wrong
Written by
Abby
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