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Panic Attack

Buzzing in my ears I've got to get out of here In a cold sweat It's away from these people I have to get I can't just bolt, they would wonder why Now I can't see, I'm going to die I can't breathe, I can't hear Are you alright ? Faces appear I've collapsed to the ground Faces talking, making sounds Im moaning from the pain of the fear Men from an ambulance appear I'm white as a sheet The writhing is starting to cease cold, clammy hot and moist I'm very tired but I can use my voice I've just returned from edge of hell How long it went on I cannot tell I don't what happened I was just very sick I needed lie down on these cool bricks Another place I can't ever come back Never back to the place of a panic attack

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Date: 7/22/2016 12:43:00 AM
So vividly real. You were right. Very similar experiences. Glad I looked for this poem.
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Date: 6/30/2016 6:09:00 PM
I really enjoyed your poem.
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