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I hear scary voices in my head
They're almost as mad as the creatures I've found dead
They haunt me as I walk around
They drown out noises and cancel sound
I yell and beg for them to go away
But the scram far louder that they're going to stay
They make my finger tips go numb
And make my heart beat drum in perfect sink with my forever pounding head
I'd refer to this as almost dead
This is about anxiety attacks, if you hadn't realized.
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My odd poetry and things
ŞiirPoetry is cool, but I'm not. Posting quotes from what I've wrote So poetry isn't all that floats my boat Anyways, don't mind me.. I'm insane☺️I'll be posting pictures for most of my poems. These pictures will either be taken by me or ones that ins...
