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It comes at night Terror grows in lack of light Minds run rampant, compelled by fright Of fear's omnipresent might The hearts pounding rings in ears You supress your precious tears Unaware if it may hear Giving life to all your fears Oh so fragile is the mind Of it's power we are blind For it creates this fear of ours Which comes to us in midnight hours Trembling we will await To what next it collates
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Nov 22, 2017
Nov 22, 2017 at 10:47 PM UTC
Fear
It comes at night Terror grows in lack of light Minds run rampant, compelled by fright Of fear's omnipresent might The hearts pounding rings in ears You supress your precious tears Unaware if it may hear Giving life to all your fears Oh so fragile is the mind Of it's power we are blind For it creates this fear of ours Which comes to us in midnight hours Trembling we will await To what next it collates
Fear is a primal nature, raising hairs on skin, trembling you to the core, and making your mind and heart race. Our minds create our fears which only grow more powerful over the years.
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21/M/United States
Nov 22, 2017
Nov 22, 2017 at 10:47 PM UTC
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