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I know that their killing me slowly, chest squeezed, heart squeezed can't breath, doctor said everything is alright, but it's never alright, legs hurt at the end all I was doing was training for a fight. Please someone hear my call, for help.
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Aug 21, 2016
Aug 21, 2016 at 9:21 AM UTC
Killing me Slowly
I know that their killing me slowly, chest squeezed, heart squeezed can't breath, doctor said everything is alright, but it's never alright, legs hurt at the end all I was doing was training for a fight. Please someone hear my call, for help.
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Aug 21, 2016
Aug 21, 2016 at 9:21 AM UTC
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