The only thing we have to fear
Is ourselves.
The fear creeps into our mind,
Poisoning our thoughts, can’t think for yourself.
The poison spreads its dark tendrils
Wraps them around the brain
Makes you do rash things
You don’t think straight.
Running from something, you don’t know what it is.
Do anything to get away.
Like shooting a friend you once held close to you.
Fear is a weapon that makes you afraid.
Clouding your thoughts with black smoke
You’ll take an idea, a spark
Turn it into a bonfire.
Leaving others to burn, you’re too scared of the dark.
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