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My fear, My battle

By: AemmaBella

Page 1, A Personal poem I felt I could share.

I don’t want them near,

No people no fear.

Why did this happen?

Do really deserve this?

This fear.

This phobia.

I shake and sweat at the sight of them,

Even more, I feel I have been condemned.

I’ll keep my head down,

Avert my eyes.

I don’t want to watch them laugh

At me.

My fear, my phobia.

Why can’t I just be normal?

Happy and bubbly,

Not this hateful battle

That accuses me shameful .

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