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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