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Sometimes I think that if my heart beats fast enough, It could outrun this feeling, Like if I reach a high enough BPM, I might suddenly feel as if the world makes sense again. I might not feel like I am drowning In a vat of electrically charged water Or trying to plug up the holes from which my emotions keep bleeding. I think my heart believes that a little tachycardia might cure me, Might purify me of this pain. Why else would it speed onwards so?
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Oct 3, 2021
Oct 3, 2021 at 9:59 PM UTC
Heart Race
Sometimes I think that if my heart beats fast enough, It could outrun this feeling, Like if I reach a high enough BPM, I might suddenly feel as if the world makes sense again. I might not feel like I am drowning In a vat of electrically charged water Or trying to plug up the holes from which my emotions keep bleeding. I think my heart believes that a little tachycardia might cure me, Might purify me of this pain. Why else would it speed onwards so?
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Oct 3, 2021
Oct 3, 2021 at 9:59 PM UTC
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