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Nov 2014
Sometimes at night
I'll be laying in bed and
It'll just hit me.
The fear
Hits me like a ton of bricks
And suddenly
I can't breathe
And there's
Tears
And nothing in the world
Feels right anymore.
And then once i cry myself to sleep and wake up the next morning,
I feel like a new person.
And I'm not scared anymore.
I just have to remember to get through the night, because everything seems better in the morning.
I just have to remember that the fear is temporary.
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       ---, Creep, --- and Vanessa Gatley
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