"Darling, get help. Please."

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four seconds to inhale

five going out

if I didn't keep a steady pattern

then I'd absolutely without a doubt

question my state of health;

if there was something I was going without

and my breaths would quicken,

three going in, four going out

He grew more worried and distant

begging me to clear my clouds;

to finally seek help for my issue

but I swear it, I know all about

everything having to do with it and to control it

oh, I know it in and out

but then again, I'm here counting my breaths

Two seconds to four

I felt as though I was gasping for air

God, I just can't do this anymore

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