From the shadow of darkness, bad things come:
these are the things I fear.
Murder, killings, kidnaps too, bad things done:
these are the things I fear.
Closed doors, what’s behind? Not known, shadows lurk:
Open doors, evil, free to come in, shadows murk:
these are the things I fear.
Serpents, spiders, slither ’round,
creeping crawling on the ground,
these
white eyes, black eyes, red eyes too, staring into the souls of you
are
small corners filled with darkness, objects, waiting to leap out.
the…
silence– anything could happen
screams– shots fired, anything-
These Are The Things I Fear.

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