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how do you stop your throat from burning from salty tear-stained gulps and gasps for oxygen that is no longer there? there is too much carbon dioxide in the air now and i want to fast forward into a world where i can breathe in sweet helium and ask for it to stop. because there are times when it's impossible to breathe and when my puffy red eyes can't open more than a millimeter because you have glued them shut with your accusations. i didn't want to be gas station concrete any longer i didn't want dirtiness to be my middle name i only wanted to cleanse myself of you and your fists, you and your laughter you and your hatred. i wanted to be clean. (a.m.c.)
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May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 1:08 AM UTC
{cleanliness is next to godliness}
how do you stop your throat from burning from salty tear-stained gulps and gasps for oxygen that is no longer there? there is too much carbon dioxide in the air now and i want to fast forward into a world where i can breathe in sweet helium and ask for it to stop. because there are times when it's impossible to breathe and when my puffy red eyes can't open more than a millimeter because you have glued them shut with your accusations. i didn't want to be gas station concrete any longer i didn't want dirtiness to be my middle name i only wanted to cleanse myself of you and your fists, you and your laughter you and your hatred. i wanted to be clean. (a.m.c.)
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May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 1:08 AM UTC
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