Nothing

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It hurts,
It aches,
The war that's in my head.
The world,
Blurred,
Too self assured
The walls
Close in
I cant breath,
Let alone think
People pass,
Class to class to class,
While I sit here,
Hurting,
Aching.
A throb,
No two,
Please oh please,
Quiet your voices!
My head is whirrling
Twirling
Swirling
And then,
Nothing.

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This was written after I had a panic attack when I stayed home from school with a sick stomach. My head started throbbing like an intense migraine, I was crying, I couldn't breathe, and suddenly I passed out. I was on my bed. Don't worry.
-Raene-

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