Fear
Dark as the night where the unknown lurks
Sounds like the stealthy footsteps belonging to no one
The coppery smell of blood you hope not to see
The taste of your dry throat, mouth and lips
Looks like the twisted shapes and shadows of paranoia
The feeling of desperation as your throat clenches and your stomach churns.
Dark as the night where the unknown lurks
Sounds like the stealthy footsteps belonging to no one
The coppery smell of blood you hope not to see
The taste of your dry throat, mouth and lips
Looks like the twisted shapes and shadows of paranoia
The feeling of desperation as your throat clenches and your stomach churns.
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