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From all sides
It's all around me, bullets from every angle. I can't hide from the noise, the anger, the lies. Everyone wants to tell me something. I wish I could stop everything and just hear my own heart beating, to make sure I'm still here. I want to run away more now than I ever have, but I have nowhere to run. I'll stand in the middle of this place and scream as I burn it to the ground along with myself and everyone around me.