You feel remorse, regret and pain
Yet you're still afraid that someone might hurt you for their own gain
You are washed with cold-sweat, is it your own death?
Trembling like a leaf
Shaking like an earthquake
Quivering like a guilty thief
Your screams are high, at the peak
You're confused and lost
It's fear you feel, what's the cost?
Make it leave, make it stay
Whoever caused this must pay
~dawn_of_phenomenal_art(d_o_p_a)
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