Fear

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: This One's For The Outcasts
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A chain verse of confession form 3 am thoughts.

Submitted: May 16, 2017

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Submitted: May 16, 2017

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Up in the dark alone I woke,

Woke up staring at the blank ceiling,

Ceiling, fake to hide true heights,

Heights of the anxiety,

Anxiety of the uncertainties,

Uncertainties of the fortune,

Fortune to be crafted in hands,

Hands that can mould the metals,

Metals of the unshaped life,

Life shilloutted in a mist, Mist of the unforeseen,

Unforeseen is the security,

Security of a sound tomorrow,

Tomorrow of hopes,

Hopes of peace,

Peace that's all up in the dark,

Up in the dark alone I woke,

Woke up staring at the blank ceiling.


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