Suffocated.
My air line had been cut.
My heart pounding,
blood racing through my every vein.
My hand stiffend,
mind blocked from all other thoughts.
Gasping, grasping,
i fight my way back.
My eyes blood shot, exhausted.
Finally, a breath,
one inhail was all it took.
i can still feel his hands,
groaping my neck
reaching for the control.
A single inhail was all it took,
enough to run away,
his...
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