Run free with the leopards

It’s bubbling up inside

It’s about to spill out

Your words are papered over

Your lips bandaged with regret

Your grimace speaks volumes

Your eyes krinkle with fear

You’re swelling with silence

And it’s killing you swiftly

As you search for the evacuation routes

The parachute will be scorching hot

But there’s no other choice

You were told staying silent

Was the same as dying

But you want to live

And run free with the leopards

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