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Fear
Contributed by
Nailgrass
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Monday, 29th October 2012 @ 01:56:33 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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It lurks in the closet, and behind the door, hides under the bed, crawls on the floor. It makes the curtain move, the floorboards to creak, the light to flicker, the door hinge to squeak. Its cause is to scare, It feeds on fright, It will surely visit, in the dark of night. Its been given many names, in this our sphere, but in the dark realm It roams, Its definitive name is Fear.
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Re: Fear
(User Rating: 1 ) by ValDohren on
Monday, 29th October 2012 @ 08:52:29 AM AEST (User
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Short and succinct but well put - most of our fears are irrational and unfounded, but we are all subject to the 'fight or flight' response. |
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Re: Fear
(User Rating: 1 ) by UNORTHODOX on
Monday, 29th October 2012 @ 12:15:40 PM AEST (User
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Really a well flowing well written piece. In the end it all came together with such clarity. Nicely done.
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Re: Fear
(User Rating: 1 ) by Savannah1085 on
Tuesday, 30th October 2012 @ 03:01:23 PM AEST (User
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I really, really like this. Short, simple, to the point. I feel like that alot, your poem is very true. Fear is something, though an idea, it is a physical object, too. It 'creeps on the floor' and sneaks up behind you when you least want it too. Trust me, I'm feeling that today. I have my first boyfriend, and it's definitly...nerve-racking.(is that how it's spelled?). I'm not used to all of the attention, and it kind of made me scared. Anyways, love this poem! Good job, keep your dreams up, and never stop writing!
-1 past midnight |
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