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My Body

My hands is where it starts

The heat of the fire

Ignited there

 

My fingers betrayed me

Now with a mind

Of their own

 

They torment me

Driving me insane

Slowly

 

My heart starts to race

A speed my body isn’t

Prepared for

 

My blood runs everywhere

With a temperature

Way too high

 

They torture me

Crippling my movements

Immediately

 

My brain plays many tricks

This is the one

It favors

 

My eyes go blind outside

Only the images

Inside remain

 

They bane my existence

Until nothing is left

I’m gone

anxietypanic attacknervesbody partsbody

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kishore karunik

Fri 4th May 2018 00:56

They bane my existence

Until nothing is left

I’m gone


good?????

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