![]() AnxietyA Poem by _malAnd suddenly the colours are vicious and the sounds
assaulting dragging breaths in around it trying to climb up through my ribcage cannot get out of my head so focused, every element of existence competing for attention disconnected if I'm going to die i'm going to. © 2017 _malReviews
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Added on November 25, 2016Last Updated on April 27, 2017 Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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