This is getting scary,
and I need to put my digits on the buttons,
and I need to get through this on my own,
and I need you to not be disappointed in me,
and I needed to yell,
but need you to not yell at me in return,
and if I had my way with you,
I would do my very best to put a stop to this,
especially since I couldn't breathe,
so why when I told you so,
and I told you I wanted the inhaler,
why did you hide it from me,
when it was the difference between there,
beyond the gravel,
and this---
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