What is Fear?
Fear is a shadowy monster,
That stalks you wherever you go,
Always hiding, waiting,
For the perfect moment to pounce.
Fear smells of fresh blood,
Clouding your mind with corrupted thoughts.
Fear tastes like rotten flesh,
Writhing with oozing maggots.
Fear feels like a lethal bullet,
Puncturing your fragile mind and heart.
Fear looks like all the horrible dreams,
All the wicked nightmares you've ever had.
Fear sounds like a roaring fire,
Cackling at you as you squirm.
Fear makes you scream and howl,
But at least,
Fear grants you the gift of common sense.
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