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If someone tells you that you will positively die because of your gross wickedness,
But the person does not say he or she is going to kill you or let someone else kill you,
Humbled by pin drops
Of dust
And of fire
Burning the darkness and filling the nothing
Surrounding her,
She closed her eyes and wished herself
To a night where they couldn’t see her,
There is much to life
When one only drifts
When one merely sifts
Through the sands of time.
Playing with sand
As though it will always be there.
There's a fear clawing at the inner walls of my heart,
a fear of unknown things.
It stretches my chest and crawls into my brain,
where with silent power,
it rings.
I'm afraid of the people around me
