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Fear, My Endless torment.

I start to write with fear
Upon my life and upon my love
I know its right there in my heart
With every beat of it ... fear grips my existence
I am afraid to live...
I am afraid to love...
With each unsure steps i take
Depression brings my life awake
My words are not mine anymore
And i fear my life is full of sore
My laughter dried like mud in the scorching sun
My braveness blown away with the violent wind of hell
My courage buried with the darkness of midnight
Fear you have gripped me with tears
I have heard you in the depth of my ears
My sweet life was never sweet after all
My true love was never once be true
I have laid naked on the passage of underworld
Shaking, shivering and whispering to myself
How i am ready to be taken into an unknown realm of fearlessness
Fear... the truth be said, you have ruined me to crumbs
You have shattered me beyond assemblage
You have driven out of existence and into bottomless darkness
Where nothing is real and nothing is true...
I bleed you now, not my blood
I breathe you now, not my air
You own me now, not myself
I owe you now, all my all....
You have chewed me like gum
Spat me out for my sweetness has gone

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