Dark old road
Blackness from my nightmares
You fill up the heavy mind
With visions of your trail
Withering and slithering
Around bends of silence
You haunt me gently
With your vacant stare
 
Dark old road
Shadowy phantom of the night
You hide yourself from me
Behind blankets of gloom
Decaying and graying
With your wilting grandfather trees
You plague me softly
With your stare of white
Fear
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Fear

A project I started that circulates around people's greatest fears and phobias in life (and death.)

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