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Aug 2013
The fear gripping my chest,
Made my blood turn to
Needles.
Never have I felt a thing so
Painful.
So scared of what's next,
As it creeps up my neck.
My blood runs colder,
As my head gets hotter.
Such a strange reaction
To such an emotion.
When the fear settles in,
Logic moves out.
And getting away is all
I care about.
No matter what I do,
Ill never get away.
My fear has moved in and,
He's here to
S t A y
Pendragon
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Pendragon  26/F
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