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I can feel the light slipping from between my finger tips
It's close enough to see but not close enough to reach
The thoughts are coming back
I can feel another anxiety attack.
I'm so tired of being strong
Everything feels so wrong.
Someone save me from myself
Before I do something that can't be undone.

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