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Jun 2014
your lungs are struggling for air as you try to remind them to breathe
your heart is beating so fast you think it might rip right out of your chest
your throat is tightening as though there is a noose wrapped around your neck
your palms are sweaty and your head is buzzing as you struggle to keep your cool
you become so conscious of your movements that you can feel the hairs on the back of your neck prickling in discomfort
you begin to shake uncontrollably and you are convinced that you're about to ricochet around the room
you are so aware of everything that is going on that you cant enjoy it and you cant ******* breathe
you end up getting so worked up about it you can't think straight, let alone control the redness taking up permanent residence in your cheeks

somewhere along the line you let go and your heart rate slows, you enunciate your words and you don't miss a beat. you may become conscious of this, and you may not. either way you've done it. either way you've regained control and nothing or no one can stand in your way
rachel
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rachel  adelaide
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