April 29, 2014
Fear is a beautiful tragedy
That makes the world go round
It's an acquired remedy
Which calls out in a staccato sound

Nobody is born with such an emotion
Buried in their skull
Rather they learn to not be brave
And watch as their lives take toll

Even though the feeling is such
It is an oxymoron spoken by all
Without it screaming its opinion
Most would crash and fall

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