T3ars 3v3rywh3r3.
Scr3ams b3ing H3ar3d,
Mil3s Away.
3y3s Focus3d 1 Way,
Forward.
Scar3d, Confus3d, Angry Fac3s,
As I look3d from Th3 Corn3r Of My 3y3.
As I 3nt3r3d th3 room,
D33p3r.. D33p3r.D33p3r, ..
I Froz3.
My L3gs wouldn’t Mov3.
My H3art Was B3ating Fast3r than 3v3r.
My Hands W3r3 Shaking.
Goos3bumps Ran Through my Body.
KCAB N U R T ‘N D I D I,
I k3pt Walking Straight…
I mad3 it, but I didn’t f33l strong anymor3.
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