Here I am again,
Curled up and bloodied
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Snarl held tight,
About to rubber-band snap
At the first thing to come close
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I can feel the panic
Lightning up my spine
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And the crazy in my eyes
How they tear around the room
Searching for you
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My limbs jerk,
My stomach turns
My throat closes
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And I resist the urge to gnaw
Through my own ankles
To escape
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They expect me to walk away from this,
But I would be leaving pieces of myself behind
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And you've already taken so much from me.