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Anxiety's Spell

Anxiety wrapped around my neck,
Like a necklace. Swing, hit & a miss.
Tightening around my throat,
Taking the breath from my lungs.
Until I choke.
Angels cried, the devil's sung.
Ringing in my ears, whispering my darkest fears. By a diamond necklace, I'm hung.
Took six feet below the ground.
Walls closing in with anxiety's humming sound. Pulling me farther & farther down.
Fighting my own hell.
Tightening the necklace myself.
Anxiety has me under its wicked spell.

candyland_massacre

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Great imagery (

(meant to say, poss not for you 😳) 😉😊

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