fear
fear is a four letter word for you,stuck between wrong and right,
afraid of lies and whats true,
afraid to stand up and fight,
sit there mister refugee,
and take your beating kindly,
torture and manipulate me,
rob me of sight i walk blindly,
lashing thrashing heat box for a week,
cut me down to a writhering man,
left bawling in a pile of the weak,
dying is the best that i can,
left for the buzzards to feast,
skin boiling hair alight,
thru the desert running like a beast,
you’ll not be eating me tonight,
sick half dead mangled body,
slowing and painfully falling apart,
i knew this would happen to me,
crazy deadly phychopath from the start.
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