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PHOBIA
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The Dark Side Your heart pounds quick
in terrorized dread.
What you fear the most happened,
you've woken up dead.
A living corpse,
that's slowly decaying.
Stuck in the limbo
of a lifeless betraying.
No heaven...no hell,
just a rotting existence.
Forced to endure the stench
that assails with persistence.
There's no tranquility,
when phobia is increased,
for those that must dwell,
with the living deceased.
