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Anxiety
Twisting. Burning. Stabbing.
My guts are mangled and bleeding.
They fester. And secrete poison.
My veins are not longer pure.
I choke. I sputter. I can't breathe.
Paralyzed. Tight. Tense. Terrified.
I can't move my muscles.
My palms are sweaty...
My guts are mangled and bleeding.
They fester. And secrete poison.
My veins are not longer pure.
I choke. I sputter. I can't breathe.
Paralyzed. Tight. Tense. Terrified.
I can't move my muscles.
My palms are sweaty...
