Stop

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The look of other people
Sucks my heart out of my chest
It feels like it's about to explode
The way they say my name
It scares me
It sounds like a curse
Their filthy hands around my neck
How can I breathe
If their hands are so tight
It hurts
Stop looking
Stop talking
Stop touching
Stop

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