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A simple poem about fear I wrote for school. I got a "B" on it.

Submitted:Mar 10, 2008    Reads: 197    Comments: 8    Likes: 3   


I will know that this sear,

Will always bring back the fear.

My heat is like a sepulcher stabbed by a spear,

In my never ending fear.

I do not want my fear so near,

As it makes my life unclear.

I despise that Heaven isn't near,

And it seems the Angels don't hear.

Nothing is left; the end is near,

I feel lost because they aren't here.

But I think I have a chance to make it clear,

'Cause its time to step up and face my fears.


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