Oh my god.
It was said.
It's out in the open now.
What am I to do?
I can't breathe until I know.
What am I doing?
Why am I rambling?
I can't speak.
Puddle of stutter.
I want to breathe you, baby.
I want to hear you speak again..
(and again and again and again)

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