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Dawn Of The Fears

Fear has a sterile form
grows without life
stealing minutes from your dreams
insistent steps to create forms that you should have done
Instead it keeps you like a dragon on a leash
and allows you to breathe only the dust of those dreams burning
as sacrifices to the shadows altars
How many times have you wanted to shake instead of waiting?
How many times have you cut out the bodies of the past

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