* fear *
Escape your grasp and swim
The fear an isolating thing
Drives self to despair's edge
A private private undertaking
Not shared with any other
Produced in form and bluster
A showing of aggressive anger
A cycle of self hate
This fear of everything
This fear of everybody
Falling dead as a snowflake
On bright Summer morn.
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Fear
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