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Something is tracing me, |
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Chasing and trailing me. |
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Panic within me, |
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Horror around. |
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Someone is reaching me, |
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Grazing and leaving me. |
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I hear it around me, |
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Sense it within. |
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This is my final fear |
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Testing like blood in me. |
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Terror and fright in me, |
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Hands on my neck. |
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Keeping a hold on me, |
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Cold hands, the claws in me, |
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Paralysing, haunting me, |
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Keeping me down. |
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Through the silence of my panic, |
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The deepest voice, the final ache. |
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Through the cold and bitter calmness, |
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A call in trembling rage. |
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How much can you take! |
