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Jan 2012
The room was oh so blinding
as fear becaming the frighting
my tremble showed no bounds
my mind so screaming
out and loud

they knew what was my weakness
my fear my inner secrets
yet stronger as i stood
a coldness from the heat above
a shiver down my spine

they looked and understood
my needs my thoughts my hate of love
to them it was a game
to shame on me to give
my hand away

in love we hate
in war no peace
in song no speech
in thoughts no say
my fear becomes my room

my 101
andy fardell
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