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Something is so heavy on my chest
I’m smothering
Breathing labored, trying to escape
I’m struggling
The pain is thicker than blood
I’m serrated
Can’t go on much longer
I’m deflated
My past has it’s claws in me
I’m frozen
That’s why I seem so cold
I’m chosen
To carry every scar, every gash
I’m damaged
Here, but never really here
I’m challenged
Molded half nice, half messy
I’m broken
Can’t seem to get fixed
I’m choking
Unable to show my affections
I’m impaired
Don’t want to feel pain anymore
I’m scared