Jeopardy

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I can't shout at those words keep stabbing me
I can't feel nor see what surrounds me
But there hiding in the nook of the corner of my room
Is it still safety? Or there's a jeopardy?

I can't wiped away the despairness that I fell inside
People are blinded 'cause of using too much pride
They are being choked to death by the bubbles
Now I had silent them and cannot see their struggles

What do you think of me? A living creature has no heart?
I'm not the way I am, I'm hunting too, you know
I'm not afraid to love, I'm afraid of not being loved back
They're spilling the beans and I must eat them like a snack

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