Running out of Air


I'm running out of air,
The ground is coming up,
I have no way to stop,
I don't want to die,
I wanna live.

YOU ARE NOT IN FREE FALL. You have a chance. Your decision may not kill you but it could end a life non the less. DON'T TEXT AND DRIVE. If you need to text please pull over.


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