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Jul 2017
I am afraid that when I cross your path,
the sight of me will lead you astray
as it did with so many other bleary-eyed
men looking for the newest drug
to glaze their limbs
and haze their minds.
I am a frenzy,
craze,
sought after delicacy leaving
the sweetest tinge on your tongue.
Wrap me around your finger and destroy
me before I destroy you,
leading you from your path
to the cliffs, rocky and sharp.
Watch you don't get killed
during the fall.
Land right
and the water might just
spare your life.
~~ Agyrophobia, the fear of crossing streets. ~~
Scarlet Niamh
Written by
Scarlet Niamh  21/Aberdeen
(21/Aberdeen)   
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     Pagan Paul, NV, -A-, Keith Wilson and Madeon
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