Fear

What is fear?

Something of course no one dears.

Hiding maybe not just in the night,

But something in plain sight.

Something with an eerie sound,

For some not a noise even found.

Something from your imagination,

Or possibly a real figuration.

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Makes you scream and perhaps cry,

And some times makes people want to or even die.

Something only you can over come,

But sadly never vanishes for some.

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Fear seems to make us sad,

And no doubt seems bad.

A feeling, no matter who, carries,

And inside you is where it buries.