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Fear
silently whispering through the night
silently watching from left and right
hidden in the darkness away from the light
howling and screaming with all its might
spellcasting , spellbounding like a mage
roaring and crawling in its cage
ripping and tearing at the heart
the powerful,mystical fear of dark
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Comments
Masta Brock Says:
I really like your stuff. I love poetry, but I don't have the knack to find the rythm I need to write it.