mumpsimus me
Tuesday, July 5, 2016
I beg for air
Take a deep breath and choke out an exhale
My heart pounds, slow and heavy
I can't hold up my head
Eyelids droop
Extremities are numb
My throat closes and the stomach content rushes upwards
Pedal to the metal
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