The Times.
Sometimes i get scared in the dark!
at some rhyme!or even a dogs bark.
a blinding light!a broken out fight!
is it coming from my mind or my heart?
The things i compare day and night,
and songs of despair to ease ones fright!
Man has always been made ever ready!
to run away from scenes of utter nessesaties!
Inbuilt preservation till our paths end!
A will unlearnt!and self curing mends!
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