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Fear

Fear is something we all truly know. In any shape or form it takes us from a high to low.
Like beautiful snow, a beautiful rainbow, a green light turned red, to a no go.
Fear is irrational, fear is rational, fear becomes casual. 
Driving our minds to a cliff, in reality it’s a myth.
We stay wide eyed, tossing in the seams.
Making reality of our dark dreams.
We drown in the lies.
We call upon the gray skies.
 
Sleep deprived we make our way to bed
But we think about the said and unsaid
But we think about the dead and undead
When will the fear…end?
 
Fear is an allusion. A confusion, a substitution from the truth.
The child robbed of its youth.
Cast away demons and let go of the sin. Seek within.
Let your blood run thin, and seek the truth in him.
Close your ears, all the told lies
Unreal visions, close your eyes
Do not deny. Do not try to understand, there is wiser than man.
 
Fear is something we all truly know. In different shapes, and forms fear is a foe.
Like a black crow, a closed door, blocking the real show.
Will we let our fears consume our beings, will we deny fears from our feelings?
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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