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The phone rings but no one answers, I breath in deeply that the other end echoes, Nothing... The space is ripped of all the oxygen,...and I can't catch any air as my lungs collapse from the lack of my veins turning blue.
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Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 12:14 PM UTC
The other line
The phone rings but no one answers, I breath in deeply that the other end echoes, Nothing... The space is ripped of all the oxygen,...and I can't catch any air as my lungs collapse from the lack of my veins turning blue.
diana
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Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 12:14 PM UTC
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