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Panic
Panic...
Oh my god!
I can't breathe.
My hands won't stop shaking.
The temperatures won't stop changing.
Cool to warm.
Cold to hot.
Nothing feels right.
Everything feels wrong.
Staring people.
Criticizing rumors.
Backs turning.
Faces of horror.
I want to go home.
I don't want to stay.
They won't let me run.
They won't let me hide.
My heart is pounding in my chest.
Blood spilt, draining me dry.
Held down by the chains of their insanity.
Taunted and teased.
Not one soul willing to stand.
Willing to fight.
Tortured by my punishers.
Spoken for by no one.
