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We're insecure

we're entrenched and want to care
for the silent, violent monsters in the night

We're unsure
we're displaced and unaware
that these beasts won't go down without a fight

We feel fleeting,
we're still awake,
escaping sharp, dark, icy fears and fiends

We steal feelings
claw at eyes, bite at ears,
tear away tiny, lifeless shreds, then leave