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Anxiety

This fucking emptiness inside my chest is abysmal blackened weightlessness. Lethargy settles in, as their nettles are attracted deep inside my skin. Luring me into my false security, the tension in my body eases just enough for me to feel human once again. Will you promise me that if this takes me, you'll move on and never look back?
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