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Feb 2015
The deeper breaths I take,
The more I suffocate
It's like my blood vessels are restricting my throat
A snake that curls into my brain, poisoning my thoughts
The more I think,
The more I sink.
And I just so happen to believe this is all falling apart
it's ok
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