disfunctioning;
Why couldn't it just be a bubble?
Why does it have to a hard
Strong material
Like my heart,
Blocking me,
Suffocating me?
At Least it's not poison.
(Though I kind of wish it was)
I can't breathe.
And the water hasn't even
been brought to my nose yet
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