"Nova."
My throat dies, my knees shake.
Terror-wrought, I stand and walk.
If I am to stumble,
if I am to trip,
they're all watching.
If I am to cough,
if I am to choke,
they're all listening.
They're gonna tear me to shreds.
They're gonna eat me alive.
They're gonna bury my skin,
they're gonna cut me in fives.
Can you hear my heart?
My thoughts are wild.
Can you feel my fear?
I'm just a sodding child.
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