Fear Itself
Screams are haunting the air.
Taunting the innocent.
Toying with the brave.
Fear is just a type of sick amusement.
Cold laughs of hate.
It lashes out at us.
Daring us to stand up to it.
We never will.
It takes over our minds, getting under our skin.
It haunts our dreams and rules our nightmares.
If we should fear anything it should be fear itself.

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