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The thoughts are coming
to fast. I can not slow
them down, alone sitting
in my room humming
from the lights the only
sound. Twisted thoughts
about the future who,
what,why, i need to do
paranoias sitting in from
the fuse my brain just
blew. My overwhelming
urges help anxiety invite
a sense of hands around
my throat and Thier
squeezing awfully tight
i feel my only option is
to give into realities
demands and face my
destined future of getting
strangled by those
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