Creeping In The Night,
Watching You,
Prowling For It's Pray,
You Whisper For Life.
It Needs You,
You Leave It To Be,
You Hope,
It Will Dissapear.
But You Are Mistaken,
Not Even The,
Bravest,
Strongest,
Smartest.
Of All People Can Out Run,
From What Is In Our Mind,
And Our Very Thoughts.
We Dont Need Them,
Yet Somehow,
Lern For Their Exsistence...
Ourselves And Our Deepest Fears.
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