Claustrophobia

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Walls are pressing in,
I hold my breath, shrink away,
Not long 'till I'm crushed.

Quietly, Quietly, Hush,
Silence. Yet they never pause,
Closer, here they come.

Walls are pressing in,
I'll never be small enough,
to be contained. Help.

Up, the only escape,
I can't hold my breath that long,
Before I implode.

Walls are pressing in,
I don't care. Can't crush air. I'm never coming down.





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