The feeling I get
When you’re close to me
My fear shakes my body
My eyes drip with terror
You see me flinch
And smirk
Running a hand down my cheek
“You’re mine”
Cold blood runs through my veins
Panic takes my lungs
I can’t move
I can’t see
And most of all
I can’t leave
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PoésieØverthinking leads tø fear. Fear leads tø anxiety. Døn't knøw what's inside øf me. F A L L I N G Everyøne has their demøns. Søme møre than øthers. These are mine
