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Nov 2010
sick of fear
the dreams of nothing
not of death or failure
this silence
numbing to the bone
chilling me down
seeing everything and
screaming so loudly yet
no noise
silence envelops me
fear grips a racing heart
attempts to speak
to yell
to anything
shaking in the still air
fearing it
fearing it
Natasha Yount
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Natasha Yount
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