I wrote a new poem! This one is called "panic attack"?

Hevy breathing
Sences receding
My depresed thoughts are breading
Into my depresed mind
I have tried despritly to efface them
But they are staotic
And won't leave me
My mind is bleeding
My mind is breading
My mind is thinking
Thinking of these amicable thoughts
But they turn into plots
And the thoughts
For wich ihave fought
But my mind will just rot
Into my twisted ideas


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What Guys Said 2

  • nice poem, good job

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  • Do you purposefully spell everything wrong.

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What Girls Said 1

  • *For which I have fought
    Really good poem. I enjoyed reading it.

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