"Next"

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Heart racing,

Beating, repeating

It's just what happens when they call my name.


Sweaty hands,

Shaking, voice breaking

Next they say, not knowing I only feel shame.


If only they knew, 

They don't, they won't

My face has been licked by the flame.


My body's on fire,

Broken, awoken

I will never again be the same.


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