MY FEAR…
Fearful days and fearful nights,
A fear of an unknown plight.
Of getting lost in the dark wood,
Of an ugly witch covered in a hood.
I can’t live because the fear of fear,
Can’t even die, unmourned death is also one of my fear.
Of getting rotten away in stinking dress,
Fear of unmourned , cruel death give me stress.
I fear slipping alone in the dark room,
For I can see a impending doom.
What if someone appear in darkness,
And curse me and no one will ever know his mess.
I fear walking down a lovely path
Someone may appear and arrange my grave with wreath.
And fear of getting lost in a crowded path get me scared
What if I got lost in the air.
I fear burning fire, I fear a cold criticism,
I fear a mice, I fear a ghost, I fear sudden voice,
I fear speeding cars, I fear unknown noise,
I fear… I fear… I fear…
I fear, fear itself
Fearful days and fearful nights,
A fear of an unknown plight.
Of getting lost in the dark wood,
Of an ugly witch covered in a hood.
I can’t live because the fear of fear,
Can’t even die, unmourned death is also one of my fear.
Of getting rotten away in stinking dress,
Fear of unmourned , cruel death give me stress.
I fear slipping alone in the dark room,
For I can see a impending doom.
What if someone appear in darkness,
And curse me and no one will ever know his mess.
I fear walking down a lovely path
Someone may appear and arrange my grave with wreath.
And fear of getting lost in a crowded path get me scared
What if I got lost in the air.
I fear burning fire, I fear a cold criticism,
I fear a mice, I fear a ghost, I fear sudden voice,
I fear speeding cars, I fear unknown noise,
I fear… I fear… I fear…
I fear, fear itself
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