Fear
You speak words
like knives
That dig into flesh with a piercing sting
You walk like nightfall
Drowning innocence in darkness
You spear souls to see them bleed
Your eyes, beautiful and blue
But opposite of innocent,
Every glance, a dagger to the heart
Every breath chills the universe
One exhale burns gashes in the moon
Your touch,
Ice cold, whispers shivers running wild down your spine
Your presence looms
Dark, black, stabbing emotions
Making you run with the sun
Which so willingly, burns you
So complex and impossible to overcome
You are
Fear
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