The walls are closing in
Everything is blurry
I can’t breathe
Not enough air
Get me out of here
I can’t take it anymore…
Finally the elevator doors open
And I practically run out
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Was there a spider in there?
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No a butterfly 😵😣
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😂
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I can get claustrophobic sometimes.
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I hardly ever get claustrophobia but some elevators just scare me! I don’t know why.
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Wow, essutiful poetry!
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Thank you!! 😊
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As someone that suffers from this very real phobia, I can relate to this so very much.
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Thanks! Yeah a lot of people feel this way and have this phobia so I thought I would write my experience with it.
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Thank You for sharing this. ☺
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You’re welcome! 😁
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