FEAR BY GOLDEN O
Slowly she loses grip on her senses
The tears hidden behind her lenses
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'Slowly she loses grip on her senses The tears hidden behind her lenses Frozen like the weather... A little bit of pain... A little bit of despair... A little bit of insanity... A whole lot of fear... ' exquisite, you had me from the first exceptional lines
its a lovely poem... i always like hope filled poems and this is it... life is so unpredictable and throws so much at us... only if we keep the little amber inside glowing.... nice liked :) sat
thank you so very much. hope is spring eternal.