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Mind Creepers
Head hurts
Heads turning
New friends
No learning
You're afraid
Stomachs churning
People whisper
Ears burning
Heart begins to race
Dry mouth, no taste
Their walking closer
One more second, you're sure to faint.
Shit, it's happened again.
Heads turning
New friends
No learning
You're afraid
Stomachs churning
People whisper
Ears burning
Heart begins to race
Dry mouth, no taste
Their walking closer
One more second, you're sure to faint.
Shit, it's happened again.
Published 22nd Aug 2014
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