We were afraid

By Anonymous

The reflections of fear emanate from horror

Fear a feeling of exhilaration or petrification

The white room and loneliness are only dreams but

The stars in your mind is from a different dimension

One of evil and desperation

Darkness leakes feathers from your eyes 

And we were afraid afraid of the 

Darkness of the fire that burns

You studied the demonology of life

And we were afraid 

The water turned black from blood lost

To the sharp invisible knives

This is why we were afraid

 

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