I feel it upon my legs
Creeping up to my face
Trembling with terror but
Glowing with power
Of dead souls
Scars and scratches being made
Following with the pain of bruises
Growing with dreadfulness
My head spinning so fast
Its going to come off
My heart burning till its on fire
What is this intense feeling?
But I dont have the chance
To ask anybody.
Before I'm taken away...
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