Your Worst Nightmare

September 28, 2009
I have stared into the firey eyes of the sun
Laughed at danger
Almost killed numberous times
I have felt razor baldes dig into my skin even
Now you have reasons to be afraid
Afraid of me
Once the world has figured out what I've become,
Everyone will cower at my name,
Tremble at the thought of me,
And stand still as stone in my presance
You used to laugh and joke about me
Call me names
But no more
For you will see how I've become you Worst Nightmare





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