I can no longer breathe. The walls begin to close in. I'm caught. Drowning with weights for shackles. This is life. I can no longer breathe. No breath. This is death.
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Inside the Mind of a Manic Teenager
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Caught Under Breath
I can no longer breathe. The walls begin to close in. I'm caught. Drowning with weights for shackles. This is life. I can no longer breathe. No breath. This is death.
