Fear

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Waiting, watching throughout the night

Yet struck down by the plight

Of desperate fears

That I cannot escape, my dear

Running, hiding

Slowly dying

But surely its a bad dream

Not the infinite silent scream

Of the broken hearted little girl

Whose mind is not in this earthly world

That stands there in the night

Standing just out of sight

Waiting for a way in

So that Death's work can begin

-A.S

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