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You keep on running back to me, You sneak into my skin, Banging on my frail bones, shouting “Please let me come in!” I try to keep the blinds closed And pretend that I’m not here, But you wait until I yield to you Before you disappear.
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Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 9:06 AM UTC
When Anxiety Comes Knocking
You keep on running back to me, You sneak into my skin, Banging on my frail bones, shouting “Please let me come in!” I try to keep the blinds closed And pretend that I’m not here, But you wait until I yield to you Before you disappear.
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Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 9:06 AM UTC
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