Fear
By Linrose
Fear, the claw that grips the heart - Casts its humourless shadow on haplesssouls in search of peace;While Joy watches, apart;Fear's death-like pallor colours the face - Contorts features as emotions risefrom the heart held captive;While Joy seeks to bring grace;Fear enters the eyes that once shone calm - Creates pools of black ink that swirlin depths of nothingness;While Joy sings a psalm;Fear's essence is palpable to the soul - Conditions its owner to turn awayfrom love that heals;While Joy hopes that fear loses its goal. Written September 30th, 2001 © on Sep 29 2001 11:10 PM PST 0 • 1
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"Fear, the claw that grips the heart - Casts its humourless shadow on haplesssouls in search of peace;While Joy watches, apart;Fear's death-like pallor colours the face - Contorts features as emotions risefrom the heart held captive;While Joy seeks to bring grace;Fear enters the eyes that once shone calm - Creates pools of black ink that swirlin depths of nothingness;While Joy sings a psalm;Fear's essence is palpable to the soul - Conditions its owner to turn awayfrom love that heals;While Joy hopes that fear loses its goal...."