Fear was always her barricade
And she raged for it always lingered to stay
So one day she stopped herself in a confined space
( f e a r o f s m a l l p l a c e s )
Then she climbed up to the highest possible place
( f e a r o f h e i g h t s )
Slapping fear
Right across the face
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Lucid Thoughts - poetry | ✓
Poetry➸ lucid thoughts of a wandering mind At daylight, at twilight and at midnight
