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Poetic, Painful, Panic
The Heart Pounds,
It's not Mine,
It can't Be.
It's Unfamiliar.
My Chest Expands
To A Beat Thats Overpowering.
I Don't Understand Anymore.
Poetically, Painfully, Panicked.
Put My Hand To Your Heart,
Slow Me Down.
Time Stops.
I Have Inhaled Pure, Paranoia Concentrate.
I warn you
My Heart Will Stop
I Can't Make It Through This.
Then, My Heartbeat Drops
Thank you.
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