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It's getting dark and harder to breath the air from my lungs is escaping me just breathe out I can't breathe in one thousand needles piercing me the vision is blurry the sound is all deaf I feel like this moment will be my death
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Dec 17, 2016
Dec 17, 2016 at 9:31 PM UTC
Panic
It's getting dark and harder to breath the air from my lungs is escaping me just breathe out I can't breathe in one thousand needles piercing me the vision is blurry the sound is all deaf I feel like this moment will be my death
#breathe#panic
jan-harak
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Dec 17, 2016
Dec 17, 2016 at 9:31 PM UTC
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