It feeds upon the
Cries of a child.
It feeds upon the
Tears of a mother.
It feeds upon the
Wide-eyed expression of
A father.
It feeds upon the
Helpless thoughts of
The fearless.
It feeds upon the
Memories of the paranoid.
It feeds upon the reason to
Escape of the outcast.
Fear;
An infectious disease.
Fear....
Is in everyone.
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