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I Cry


                         Sometimes when i’m alone, in a crowded place,
               my heart races, I start to panic. Then I would look around
                    To find my parents or anybody I would know.
                         Tears start pouring down from my eyes
                     As fear starts to build up and consume me.
               My lungs are desperate for air but the fire inside of me kills
                                Off the oxygen.
                 My mind has no time to think.
            And my blood rushes through my veins and up to my head
                  Then all of a sudden I start to get light headed 
            My eye vision starts to fade away I start to get dizzy
                                 Then I black out.






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