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The viscosity of fear
Grip, grip, grabbing underneath my skin
Crawling like the blades of a 1000 bloody knives
Taunting me, Piercing me, Hurting me
Driving even deeper inside of me
Itself driping down my throat
Making me drown in my own coat
Fear is gurgling down my lungs
Until finally Darkness comes
Thursday, October 13, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: fear
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5/5/2024 7:04:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
An insightful depiction of fear, well articulated and nicely penned with conviction. Thanks for sharing Frank.