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Dec 2012
You know what fear is?
Would be a grand expression.
Girl, you are the only one that I fear.
and I am everyone's greatest fear.
Sorry to say but you do not fear me.

The fear runs underneath every word that trembles out.
Perhaps the mumbles are my stifled voice.
Grasped by an ever clenching throat.
Each "I'm here" fills my lungs with another desperate breath.
I approach my foggy glass door smiling at your ghostly shadow.

My flesh does not peal back nor blur into a gnarly wound.
Scents of plush comfort and feeling of opiates flourishing.
Granting my hemoglobin, plasma, and marrow.
One does not fear ones flesh but the eagerness to provide.
Fearing not the donor but the blood they give.

Pledging to yawn and inhale your tranquility
while expelling my own insanity
Finals. I think they may be rotting my mind, if it's not already gone.
Michael Ryan
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Michael Ryan  31/United States
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