The Only Thing To Fear, Is Fear Itself
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I'm engulfed by the pitch and the feeling of dread
Unprepared for the rage that stalks like the dead
It seizes my dreams, leaving nightmares of rot
It is only my fear, that consumes me instead
of the things that are real, and things that are not
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11/3/15 For Skat's Contest: "Picture This"
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2015
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