The Luxurious Way of Killing Fear

Fear.

I feel it.

Fear.

I sense it.

Fear.

I am a victim of it.

Fear.

So are you.

Fear.

It seems like it’s a recurring battle.

Fear.

Engulfing my mind, body, and spirit, over welcoming its stay.

Fear.

The suffocation that took place.

Fear.

It’s held me back from myself, delaying my dreams.

Fear.

Fear, I must destroy you before you destroy me.

 

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