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I am not afraid, 

Of the blue reflection of a 

Police car 

Dancing against my kitchen window, 

I am not afraid of sirens 

Singing to me, that they, 

That something 

Is coming after me, 

No I am not afraid of, 

Verbal threats 

That they will get us in their own time

I am not afraid of 

Hooded men in blacked out

Cars- 

No I am not afraid of calling a phone

To find that it's switched off

Nor the taste of another womans

Lipstick 

On my lovers mouth 

I am not afraid of the clap of trauma

And the sudden stillness 

Of after-death 

No, you could say pain has made me 

Even created me , 

And that I am now born out of-

Complete fearlessness