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he's coming home from work now and i'm scared.
i haven't stopped shaking all day, jumping pulsing jolting twitching shaking away.
i want to hide, i want a mouse hole a cubby a hermit's corner a closed closet with a frightened child inside.
how much worse can things get?
maybe i can be hopeful. maybe things will get better.
oh wash me away, like watercolors, pour me with water and make me dissapear.
i haven't stopped shaking all day, jumping pulsing jolting twitching shaking away.
i want to hide, i want a mouse hole a cubby a hermit's corner a closed closet with a frightened child inside.
how much worse can things get?
maybe i can be hopeful. maybe things will get better.
oh wash me away, like watercolors, pour me with water and make me dissapear.