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The Lioness and her Lack
How can fear be so strange?
How can I fear not of something,
but of the lack?
It is silent.
A threat.
A threat that screams at me in agony,
yet it makes no sound.
It soaks far into the deepest crevices of my mind.
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I know fear very well. Fear in the form of constant paranoia. And not unfounded mind you!!! (I'm not a total wack job) heheh. But I don't understand the fear of fear's absence. That is what this poem is referring to isnt it?
That is exactly what it's
That is exactly what it's about.
To fear nothing means to have
To fear nothing means to have nothing and nothing is something we cannot deal with. Im absolutley in love with the title.....
Why thank you! :)
Why thank you! :)